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My thoughts, ideas and what I see as I criss-cross this nation of ours. |
| I awoke with a sudden jolt, like something or someone had hit me. My breath was heavy and my heart was beating a mile a minute. A cold sweat had creped upon my skin "was this the time," I ask myself. Surely not. How did the shadow find me here of all places. I clamber to the drivers seat, I put my truck in gear I'll just have to out run it again. I see in my mirrors that frightful image. The shadow passes along the parked truck s . Truck to truck it chases me. "Always one step behind me aren't you?" I exclaim to the shadow. "Well you wont catch me today." I slam another gear and run up my rpm hoping to grab an empty lane to put the hammer down. I see from my mirrors I'm pulling away. I know if i miss a gear, the shadow will catch me soon enough. I hit the big hole.... now sixty, sixty-five, seventy, seventy-five. The roar of my pipes sing in the night air. The low humble tone of money rolling down the the highway. I clear my mirrors and see nothing in sight. Two hours till day break and three to my destination. I can't believe how close it came to catching me this time. What if i hadn't woke up? What would the shadow of done with me? A truck fire, a drunk driver,someone missing a red light, or worse maybe I would of fell asleep behind the wheel. I have to keep outrunning the shadow of death for I know someday it will find me and I won't awake. North bound I-85 is no joke, but i can't take the chance of slowing down. I notice through my right window the fleeting glimpse of his deathly image. How he caught up with me so fast, with a frightful jerk I push the accelerator to the floor. "How long has it been since I slept, I wondered to myself. I don't have time for that right now. I have to outrun this thing that haunts my dreams and stalks me at night. "IT'S NOT MY TIME," I scream at the image. I have so much i want to do still..... I awoke with a sudden jolt like something or someone had hit me. My breath was heavy and my heart was beating a mile a minute. A cold sweat had creped upon my skin "was this the time.......... |
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