We spend a whole day driving without talking.
We make lots of progress but it feels like we're moving no-where.
We sleep in a Motel.
I think about home again.
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The next day is almost exactly the same.
We drive.
Talk a little.
But mostly drive.
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The long road home.
AdventureWhy can't teenagers just be teenagers? We are young, we want to live, we want to love and be loved, we want to do crazy shit, make mistakes, break our own hearts, risk our lives and lose our money. Why? Because that's how it's supposed...
