She's driving down the highway staring off into the dark. The solid white line is on her right and zipper line is to her left. Deep in thought occasionally she looks to right and then looks to her left mirror and then continues to stare down the highway. Is this it, is this all there ever going to be. 22 years of driving down highway after highway life passing her by.
She thinks of all her past relationship they are either married or living with someone. And wonders why she can't find someone. Every time she meets somebody, she thinks it's possible, then she finds out he is lying. He is either married or living with someone.
It's a lonely job driving truck.
She thinks of all her past relationship they are either married or living with someone. And wonders why she can't find someone. Every time she meets somebody, she thinks it's possible, then she finds out he is lying. He is either married or living with someone.
It's a lonely job driving truck.
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