driver

            Racing to beat the hands of time. Driving can be cool when, you are on the highway racing all those other trucks. While driving and enjoying a nice cup of warm coffee in the morning, the caffeine rush makes me want to turn the radio’s volume up and just swiftly fish my way around other cars and trucks of all sizes. In a matter of what may feel like minutes have gone by, before I realize that I’m here. Driving out of the, Lincoln, tunnel with my head preoccupied of what’s ahead and not wanting to stop, while just having finished eating a chocolate bar of “CRUNCH” and getting ready to open up a can of “RED BULL”, makes me maneuver the box strolling truck, that’s fighting to merge on a heavily transited road, like I own the road, mothafakas.