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I drive on the opposite side of the road.

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Published: Nov 30, 2015

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I drive on the opposite side of the road.

Driving past oncoming traffic, hearing them honk and screeching their wheels across the street. I'm not afraid, but that's what scares me.

I drive down roads where I don't belong.

Seeing my old neighborhood where I remember all the street names and all the strangers have familiar faces. I tell myself that I don't care about these strangers, but that's a lie.

I drive off cliffs in my dreams.

Not because I want to die but because I want to feel alive again. I want to feel fear again. I want to take control of the wheel, but I think it was never there to begin with.

I drive alone.

Everyone who's asked for ride has already gotten off. Some said their goodbyes, some left a tip, but others left without a word.

I drive and I drive and I drive.

I want to get off this crazy ride, but then again, I don't.