Its 6 am. I am out of the house, driving down the road that leads to my folks house. Coming towards me is another Jeep, one lucky enough to have a soft top. His hand comes out in a wave, and I wave back. Its a jeep thing. I feel good. I am on heading to South NJ to the first place i found on google were I can take my new toy for some dirt road driving, and maybe get some mud on it. Like my cousin said, a Wrangles is not a wrangles with out some mud on it.
My mood is like no others. I am out of the house early, not worried about a person who might or might not be grumpy, doing what I wanted, when I wanted, but its more then that, its much more than that. I am in a car that i wanted, at a price I wanted, no compromises. Well one tiny one, but it had to do with safety and my driving style.
We started to test drive cars few days back, Ford Edge, Honda Accord (the cross over one) few other cars I am not going to bother mentioning. My mom wanted that, my dad wanted something else, I just went from one opinion to another. Until I woke up Saturday morning and said, wait a fucking second. I am doing my usual crap and it has to end. Told them I want a Jeep Wrangler. They though i was nuts... Few hours later I signed the paper work. My mom loved it. My dad, well he loved that I loved it.
Two hours later... I am driving down rt 206 in middle of bumble fuck NJ. Classical Rock blasting from my Sirius Radio. I make a sharp left turn, engage 4x4, hit the gas pedal to the medal and let the fun begin.
4 hours later... One skinny dipping... one near car accident (could not run over a turtle) and tons of fun I am heading back home... Still smiling, well more like grinning like a total idiot, but who gives a shit. I am doing what I want cause for the first time in a long time I know what I want from life. My path is clear...
Damn its good to be a live.
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