the moon shines, just a sliver in the blanket of indigo surrounding it. stars blink, looking like holes that let light through the blanket 'round the moon. the night air is warm as it whips through the car. the moon seems to follow me (or i might be following the moon) as i drive west, going through time zone after time zone. the engine hums gently under the music i have on that is just loud enough to hear. the freeway is relatively empty, allowing me to drive a few mph over the speed limit. probably not gas efficient with the windows open, but ... i try not to worry. i don't need the gas yet.
i race across the state and hit the border in just a few short hours, the freeway free of the traffic it holds during the day. just truckers and a few other brave souls who drive at night. the freeway bends, cuts through long stretches of trees like a snake in the underbrush. i keep on speeding across the next state... state boundaries and where i am at, right now, hold no meaning for me.
the only thing that holds meaning to me right now is how free i am, how now there is no expectations. just hard and fast freedom.

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