Driving Alone at Night

“….the loneliness and the sadness were still there, but somehow, they felt less overwhelming….”

I got into my car and started driving aimlessly. It was late at night and the streets were deserted. The only sound was the hum of the engine and the occasional song on the radio.

I didn’t have a destination in mind. I was just driving to escape my thoughts and my loneliness. I felt like I had been carrying a heavy weight on my shoulders for too long, and I needed to find some sort of release.

As I drove through the quiet streets, I thought about my life and all the things that had gone wrong. I thought about the people who had come and gone, and the relationships that had fallen apart. I thought about all the missed opportunities, the regrets, and the mistakes.

But even though these thoughts were sad and painful, there was something comforting about them. They were familiar, and in a strange way, they made me feel less alone. I knew that there were other people out there who had felt the same way that I did, who had driven alone at night just to escape their thoughts and their sadness.

As the night wore on, I found myself driving deeper and deeper into the countryside. The road was winding and hilly, and the darkness was punctuated only by the occasional streetlight. I felt like I was driving into the…