Driving

The day had seemed just like any other. He'd gone to work, wished he was anywhere else, and left as soon as he could. He wasn't in any hurry to get anywhere specific, he just hated his job. It was understandable, after all, his job was boring. So he left as soon as he could and he started driving....

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