
As I drive through this town, it reminds me of everything I use to do. I sit behind this 80,000 pound monster and role through all the places I use to go. While I'm driving around this ol' town the memories of friends, places, adventures that I once forgot seem to flash through my head as I look from fields to buildings that once weren't there. I think of what everyone is doing now, how everyone I use to know are making out on their life long journeys. I stop my rig in what once was a meeting place for so meny of my friends and just sit and look around wondering, why everything happened the way it did. I get back in the rig and look through the windows of this oversized beast for the last time before rolling on down the road. All I see is what was and the could have beens, this brings a lonely tear to my eye as I ride away in what now has become my job and my life.