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driving again, like going out with the ex, the car's familiar, things seem the same, but they just aren't, i don't feel in control anymore, like the car could go out from under me any second, and i wouldn't be able to do anything, it smells the same, looks the same, but drives different, like it isn't really my car anymore, and i'm so scared of really driving, because i might get into another accident, i don't want to get into another accident, and it's so easy to picture it in my mind, a small fender bender, a big side intersection crash, or maybe just another curve on the on ramp and a meeting with a guard rail, i just don't know
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