static
Description
It’s calming, in a sense. The road looks like it could go on forever with no end in sight. Literally. How long has he been driving? For some reason, his gas level stopped going down about two hours ago; with the tank perpetually half full and the sun nearly setting, he’s still driving. The sun’s been in that position for a while now, too, never really sinking. There’s someone talking to him through the car radio. He’s sure of that, but it’s been too distant, too easy to ignore. Maybe it’s time he pulled over.
Foreword
For you, this 2019. I miss you. Always.
To anybody else reading this, if you’re driving one day and suddenly hear the radio stop playing music, don’t change the channel. Stop. Listen. It’s never too late.
(Not beta-read. Present tense writing isn’t my forte, so if anybody would be willing to help fix any mistakes, do let me know! I’ll be forever grateful! ♡)
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