Car Rides Alone
Category: Books and Stories
The moon followed my car as I drove, the rain racing down the window, one winning and one losing. I wish I knew what any of that meant to me as a kid, but it was fun. Now I can't think the same as i get older, but there were a lot of things. The river I drove by makes me remember of thinking a huge fish was a mermaid as a kid. It slipped in my mind as I drove, not distracting me at all, just makin... » Continue Reading