The thrill and the curse

I look at the empty road outside, my fast car standing there, the clear sky with birds flying around.

The road and my fast car, which was my life till now, it’s all there, standing still, waving at me and asking me to come back.

I knew the warning, the curse was spreading, but I chose to ignore it.

For the thrill of driving my car on a long road, with a can of bear and loud thumping music meant everything to me.

I took the keys, hit the road and went straight to the bar.

Alas! Now I am here! Cursed! Isolated!

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