Acceleration

Recently I have been overtaken by this crazy urge to go home, get my car, and hit the road. I enjoy Americorps, I enjoy the project that we're working on, I enjoy my team (generally)...but my chronic wanderlust is beginning to awaken. I can't say whether it speaks to my inability to be satisfied somewhere permanently, or my fear that I won't be able to hack it here in the program, but there's a small part of my brain that's already planning various routes and destinations (although to me, arriving at a destination is almost anticlimactic).

My hands are eager to close around my steering wheel and gearshift. Some Springsteen blasting through the radio, quick tap on the clutch with my left foot, just long enough to shift up...right foot down onto the gas. Drop the hammer and set the cruise control at my customary 80 as the little Celica surges down the empty highway into the night...at least that's how I envision it. God damn, I miss being able to drive where and when I want.