The road stretches out in front of her.
It seems to never end.
When it finally seems to be over, a turn is made, and there is a new long stretch of emptiness.
Insecurity.
Fear.
Future?
The car is going faster.
Can't find the break.
Want to get out.
Now.
Stress.
Breathelss.
Future.
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