I drove down a long stretch of dark, empty highway. My best friend, whom I love with all of my heart and more, once said, "There is nothing better than riding around so late at night that you and your close friends are alone in your own little world--" or something like that. I was alone, by myself, and without anyone other than the music pounding through my skull. I was perfectly content to drive away from all of the confusion and judgement that is entailed by a boring teenage life. Rest this tired body, please.