Someone told me once that no one survives car accidents
That happen at 90 miles an hour.
No worries. I’m me. Goody two-shoes me.
I drive 72.
Today, free of distraction
No friends
No music
Windows closed tight and road clear of drivers
I consciously drove 90, by no mistake.
There was no thrill- that’s not what I was searching for.
No peace or freedom.
Just me. Driving 90. Because
Someone once told me that no one survives car accidents
That happen at 90 miles an hour.