do you ever get in your car and just… drive?
miles and miles of unsolicited pavement and unfamiliar exits, white dotted lines and that ominous center divide.
a shuffled playlist with the windows rolled down, each note and lyric, a memory.
some good! some not so good.
slowly, warmth settles on your dashboard,
the smoggy city air beckons as the hostile enemy to the fresh air you crave.
left hand out the window, it creates energetic waves, parallel to the ground below you.
sun on your cheeks and in your hair,
eyes gaze forward, stretched wide-open.
> > > > >
gas, break, clutch, wheel, mirrors:
the mechanisms to your indefinite finish line.
time doesn’t really matter,
and the rest of the world is distant—yet calling—from the confines of your four-wheeled ignition.
like driving, life is the result of actions and their corresponding reactions.
breaking abruptly and changing gears and switching lanes to get us where we think we’re supposed to be.
circumstances are not-so-pretty road blocks,
unforeseen and usually out of our control.
they challenge our happiness. like ULTRAshitty drivers. and even worse, traffic.
but! at the end of the day (err, the end of the drive?), WE are very much in control of our OWN happiness.
LOVE traffic. WAVE to the asshole tailgating you!
actually. at this point in time, i suggest making the responsible, mature choice:
find the nearest taco bell or in-n-out drive-through.
cool dorito ranch taco with a side of animal fries?
looks like i just condoned eating your emotions…
it’s FINE! we all do it.
okay, okay. before i give up, just one last thing:
on my almost-empty-tank-of-gas drive this weekend,
>>yep, just me and my baby!
my mind was spinning in correspondence to my wheels.
as i drove nowhere in particular, i toyed with the cliché saying that it really isn’t about being the first one to get the finish line.
because in that sense, you’ve sort of missed the entire point.
finding the thrill in driving somewhere, somewhere t o t a l l y new is much more real.
i promise you’ll find long-term happiness this way, instead of the reckless, temporary satisfaction that comes from always wanting to cross the finish line, first.
with your hands on the wheel, YOUR happiness is, well, all yours.
every now and then, check your rear view mirror. we take with us where we have been.
but gazing forward will automatically propel you in a NEW direction.
one with adventure and opportunities.
and hopefully plenty of happiness
and more taco bell! obviously.
(signed, the post-grad.)