There were so many times after The Man's affair that I drove this road and imagined what it would be like to just keep driving, away from him and all this bullshit forever, just never come back.
I'm free of that feeling now. Free of that dread of the road ahead.
I realised it halfway to Adelaide.
I don't dread it anymore.
Somewhere out of Pimba a weight slipped off my shoulders and I got my balls back.
I wish he could be here, in the car, laughing with me...but there's no going back and there's a whole lot of things ahead of me.
I'm parked on the side of the road, watching the sunset.
It's a nice reminder that, for every sunset, there's a new sunrise tomorrow - even if it is going to get pretty damn dark tonight.
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