Over the summer I was going through a great deal of obstacles. As the end was nearing, I decided I really needed to figure some things out. Therefore I decided to take a drive one day after work. Both of my parents were working so I was free to go wherever for the time. As soon as I got in the car after work I could feel the humidity and smell the stale air. I started the car and plugged my phone in so I could listen to music. I started playing something by Silverstein or Attila because they're usually what I listen to whenever I'm down about something. I was taking my time leaving work just so I could contemplate on the things I had been feeing while sitting still. I was motionless. It was one of those instances where you just blankly stare off in the distance and feel as if time as stopped.
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By this time, Rageaholics by Attila was playing and I felt okay for a minute. I pulled out of my work's parking lot and turned right onto Palmyra road. Next I started on highway 61. I rolled the windows down and had my music up all the way just drowning out the world. I passed Long John Silvers and you could smell the grease in the air. At the time, it wasn't a pleasant odor. As I was driving through Hannibal, I didn't make any of the green lights. My luck was horrible that day; everything was going wrong. From waking up late, having to rush to get ready, barely making it to work, and having rude customers on the phone. It was all just adding up, plus the other things I had going on. Finally I was out of Hannibal's city limits and I was on my way home. I drove about nine miles until I was near the bridge construction. This has been going on since around since the beginning of June. I then passed New London and was a few miles from Frankford when I decided I was going to take the highway 54 exit after passing
By this time, Rageaholics by Attila was playing and I felt okay for a minute. I pulled out of my work's parking lot and turned right onto Palmyra road. Next I started on highway 61. I rolled the windows down and had my music up all the way just drowning out the world. I passed Long John Silvers and you could smell the grease in the air. At the time, it wasn't a pleasant odor. As I was driving through Hannibal, I didn't make any of the green lights. My luck was horrible that day; everything was going wrong. From waking up late, having to rush to get ready, barely making it to work, and having rude customers on the phone. It was all just adding up, plus the other things I had going on. Finally I was out of Hannibal's city limits and I was on my way home. I drove about nine miles until I was near the bridge construction. This has been going on since around since the beginning of June. I then passed New London and was a few miles from Frankford when I decided I was going to take the highway 54 exit after passing