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[temporary-insani...]

The reminder of life's deadline has become all too familiar. I want to drive so far away. Far away from you. Far away from all things equal to reality. I would feel the wind lift my hair off my shoulders. The sun would warm my skin. Loneliness would be a faint memory. All I'd need to worry about is following the road, at least it would never end. Exits would be nothing more than a suggestion. In my mind I know I'd find a place better than this. All I'd hear is the radio in my ear, singing me love songs. They would never remind me of you. Settling into the driver's seat I realize my feet don't reach the pedals. Too bad the seat belt doesn't fit. The steering wheel feels like a stranger underneath my hands. I guess I have the tendency to get carried away with my day dreams. I'm out of luck, the engine's stalled and I'm still stuck. Left between these borders, left to think of life's deadline.