Pulling out of the garage, I kept on driving; nothing crossed my mind as I went along; Thinking about turning on the radio, I reached down turning it on.
The wind blew through the window as I felt the cool breeze on my face. Nothing feels better than the cool breeze; I looked around, noticing the scenery was changing.
The world is different when you escape the city life and come to the country; it feels it looks more accurate, the air is fresher than the polluted air in the city.
I don't know how long I've been driving, but It has been hours until I had arrived in the country; noticing a rest area on the side of the road, I pulled up, switching the engine off as I gazed out upon the open field glancing into the vast country landscape.
Opening the door, I placed my leg on the rim of the window as I kicked back, relaxed as I ate and drank my favourite soft drink; A cold can of Pepsi; I must've stayed there for at least a few...