you're alone.
the road in front of you is long.
you're headed into unknown territory, away from warm constants.
no matter what your situation may be, i've found time and again
that there is always a reason to pass mile marker one.
each time i have dreaded the magnitude or the implications
of a road trip, a
unique and special attraction has shown itself.
i'm an impassioned driver, and i know that you are, too. gas up, get packed, and
get going.
<< these are the miles i rack
up.