That i Don't like driving much.
Never been all that good at it.
I'll nod, tell you I have my reasons.
Let you assume or project...
Leave it open ended.
It's a half truth.
I get lotsa angry beeping cars, yeah.
They don't bother me much.
Really?
I love driving.
I want all the windows down,
The music loud.
Turn off the GPS.
I prefer paper maps.
But I won't tell you any of this.
I'll say I hate driving, give you my keys...
Let you take my car
And pinky promise you'll bring it back.
Seasons changing- are the worst.
The best.
I reach full potential when in motion.
Still i will tell you I hate driving.
Let your mind imagine
What i may or may not have been victim to.
The truth is?
When I get behind the wheel,
I might not...