Road trip!

It's a good day - time for a drive. Where to? Who cares. Just shut up and drive. Can't really shut up when there's nobody to talk to. She gets out of the shower and immediately puts her hair in a ponytail. No time for hair dryers today. The sun is out, the weather is nice. And this hangover ain't going anywhere. Ok...the essentials. Money - check.....drivers license - check.....keys - check.....cell phone - check.....lip gloss - check (can't be dealing with another panic attack from leaving her lip gloss at home, heh).

Off we go! Vroom vroom! Feeling like a road runner! Got the music playing and my Cherry 7up and pack of smokes and ready to roll! Out of this shithole of a town! The phone rings. Crap, it's mom.

"Hello mom" she answers.

"Hi. What are you doing?"

"I'm driving. Don't know where."

"Well if you're that bored, why don't you drive home? I never see you anymore." her mom says.

Well, maybe if you weren't dating that asshole I'd like to come visit - she wishes she could say. But instead she replies "yeah, yeah, I know. Listen, I gotta go. I have to get gas and you can't talk on the phone while pumping gas. Could spark a fire and I could blow up."

"Ok, we wouldn't want that now would we?" her mom says.

Oh, maybe it wouldn't be so bad, she thinks to herself. At least it wouldn't be an obvious suicide. She could just play dumb like she didn't know. But then again she just explained to her mom that it was the reason she had to go. Fuck....nevermind. Hopefully she'll hit a cow along the way and kill herself that way. Ugh. She wonders how many people have actually died or more importantly, wanted to die by hitting a cow. Hmm...wishful thinking most likely. At least she's off the phone from her mom now. She didn't really need to stop for gas. But it was a good enough excuse. On with the drive!!!