...Driving Fast and Taking Chances!

I slowly wake this morning to the sight of clean, white, blank walls around me. The smell of my pillow fills my nostril with each half awake breath. My bed sitting off center in the middle of my room, makes it feel like a new space. The blinds partially tilted towards the ceiling and my alarm clock and cell phone on the floor with the cords running towards the wall.

I close my eyes and re-open them.

I roll over and sit up.
My jeans, shirt socks and briefs lay on the floor.
I stand up and climb into my clothes.

Opening the door I'm greeted by the sight of my dresser in the hallway on the left.
I turn right, into the washroom.
Brushing my teeth, I look into the mirror and realize this is the second to last morning I will have at this house.

Moments later I'm in my car sliding a new Tricky album into the CD player. I feel good this morning... no... I feel great! Almost a wierd feeling that I haven't had in a while. My body still has it's little aches and pains. My neck is sore when I look left, the right side of my lower back is sore, my fingers are tight from climbing. I really should goto the doctor about my neck.

After pulling out of the drive way I find it is easier now. Easier to drive away from the place that I've shared so many memories over the last two years.

I continue onto Marshall. Gaining speed. Once past the intersection of McCallum I continue down the hill. I stop at Starbucks grab my Chai Latte and Muffin, climb back into my car and continue on to work. This time though I really put my foot into it. Accelerating quickly, I glide through the gears until I'm really cruising.

It feels good. I'm excited about the future and what it may have in store.