Driving

Oct 05, 2006 18:27

There is something about driving that makes me feel like I could rule the world. You're going fast and you know that everytime you drive, you take your life into your own hands, and it feels like life, like living could only improve so much. It's a very sexual experience, actually. You are on your own on the road and everything is flying by in blurs of grey and green and reds and golds nowadays. With the windows down and the music up, everything seems so far behind, like nothing else can get you, nothing else can even attempt to catch up. And all of the sudden, I'm this sexy queen of the world who has not a care in the world, aside from looking good and going fast. Queen of prostitutes who needs nothing but those and a little cash to go on her way. I can make anyone do my will with just a quirk of the side of my mouth. It's intense, powerful. You can die, but you don't, so driving makes me a little more immortal and a little more mortal at the same time. The blood in your veins turns to liquid power that's hot and pulsing, and everything is left behind in the sound of that pulse and the rumbling bass of the music.

I know I can rule the world when my windows are down and my music is turned up.

power, driving

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