Swinging Nights

The cool air rustles the hairs on my legs. The dim

lights that are falling from the string of lights banded

to the garage appear as mere decoration, only faded shades

of orange, red, and green, not sufficient enough to

allow me to see inside.

The moon has disappeared. The stars are lonely tonight,

but I, for a change, am not.

I feel full of myself, but not in the bad way. In the way that

I feel like I know who I am, what I want, and where I'll be

going. I feel like I'm sitting in the drivers seat and my calloused

hands are gripping the wheel tightly to ensure that I don't

spin out and lose control.

I'm on my way.

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[EternityWolf101]

Love it. It has good quality.