

Travels.I climbed behind the wheel and turned the key in the ignition. Once past the initial protest, the car started, headlights reflecting off of the cream-colored wall. I was tired and borderline ill.Travels.
I jacked my car into reverse, accelerated backwards, shifted into drive, and out of the parking lot. Turn left. The path is all too familiar and though there is no thrill in it, I ride it every night on my return venture from work. Its soothing, in its own little way. Wasteful but soothing. The route takes me 11.6 miles out of my way. Instead of my straight shot home, I need this ride.
I opened the glove box and pulled


MotiveFADE IN:Motive
INT. APARTMENT NIGHT
A man is just getting home from a late night at work. Rain rolls down the windows and can be heard bouncing off of the roof. He walks through the LIVING ROOM into the:
DINING ROOM
where he turns on the light, sets his briefcase on the table, opens it, sits at the end of table and begins to do some paper work
MAN This shit just never ends...
While the man is working, someone else walks by behind him, but all that can be seen
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by ~JeanFrancois
by ~Factor---
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Merci beaucoup
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The paradise is for the deaths... the hell is for the alive. (Spike Lee)
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Spin dashing my way though life, if you're in the way... you're getting hit. PERIOD.
Much appreciated.
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And Kelley Square sucks to drive through.
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Well, after this I should think nothing of falling down stairs!
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Well, after this I should think nothing of falling down stairs!
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