I said goodbye to Boca and made my way back to Fort Myers for a few more days at the apartment before school starts. The drive through Alligator Alley is always so chill, especially at night, with the windows down and barely any cars in sight. It's also the perfect length for a trip: long enough that it actually feels like a trip, but not so long as to make it something to dread. If I had to drive 9 hours every time I wanted to go home to visit, it would, well, suck.
With the gates open now we are free to speak
Free to say what we want to think
And feel
Free to say what we want to think
And feel
Song: "Sunday Drive" by The Early November. I've been saving this track for the perfect time, and this kinda feels like the perfect time. A Sunday entry about driving, and this really is a windows down, solitary kind of track. Mostly acoustic but with some memorable guitar parts, and Ace Enders' trademark unrestrained vocal delivery.
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