Freedom on Wheels
- Charles Ruotolo
- Oct 27, 2017
- 1 min read
The first time I ever sat inside of it, my brother was driving. I admired how he could go out whenever and wherever he wanted. Then the glorious day came- my brother left for college, and now the unabated machine was all mine. 2 a.m., 3 a.m., and even 4 a.m. trips grew ordinary. The gym became the place I’d only drive to after my plans with friends. My homework was just something I’d do when I made it back to my house. It’s just too bad how my leisure time has not yet ended and I have not yet returned home.
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