The open road is something else during the Christmas Holidays. That slow-as-molasses clock as the miles roll under your truck's tires, that endless munching on gas station pit stop snacks, that growing anticipation of seeing family faces, Mom if she's still around. Give me my human feelings, Lord God. I've been setting them aside, perhaps too much. protecting myself against Society stuff, I'm sure you know. But this drive, this drive I'll thoroughly enjoy. Thank you. Thank you...
The open road is something else during the Christmas Holidays. That slow-as-molasses clock as the miles roll under your truck's tires, that endless munching on gas station pit stop snacks, that growing anticipation of seeing family faces, Mom if she's still around. Give me my human feelings, Lord God. I've been setting them aside, perhaps too much. protecting myself against Society stuff, I'm sure you know. But this drive, this drive I'll thoroughly enjoy. Thank you. Thank you...
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