Inside a Car

 I'm driving in a car trying to go somewhere I think it is the best place for me. Every day, every night, I'm driving. Traffic. Traffic. Traffic makes me feel bored. The sounds of the radio that I need to focus on is annoying me. It is a same voice and a same thing every day. At least, some news are useful for me. It's taught me how to do thing perfectly or even give me some power. I have to sit there in front of a steer. Eight hours a day never stop. Cannot feel sleepy, this is the first rule of driving car. Even though I may have traveling friend, but I know they will leave me one day. When they reach their place, it will left only me again driving alone in a dark road, suffering where is the exit. Day by day, I have been driving, having a gas station as my supporter. Signpost is not always true. Many times, I lost the way, confusing where to go. Finally I find an old map which tell me every places, every roads, and where I should go. And I hope one day I can choose my own way and go further...