A way home

I let the wheel slip through my hands as my eyes brush over the scrubs alongside the road.  I reach and turn up the volume as I accelerate coming out of the curve. The engine hums smoothly telling me it is time to change gears… I pop the clutch going into third, just for the thrill of it. I enjoy the moment…

This was after I dropped of S for her conference today, so it is not really the way home, a way home is just a story I fell in love with when I was young.

I dont know if there is a way home anymore.