At 3am I took a Ride

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At 3a.m. I took a ride…
My heart rate increased at the thought of
what could be. As I drove farther away from
home my heart descended into the pit of my
stomach where it chose to reside.

At 3a.m. I took a ride…
While driving the flat screen of my mind played
Movies of “what if’s”. The possibilities became like African Warrior drummer’s playing on my heart. The pressure of fear weighed on my bowels. I say to myself “be strong we’ve been here before.”

At 3a.m. I took a ride…
I’m a half mile away my destination! I’m nervous! My heart has betrayed me!
I prayed “Dear Lord please don’t let the possibility become my reality.”
I am nearing my destination…
tears are in the duct of my eyes preparing there march. Again, I say “Be strong.”
I am 3 blocks away from my destination…
I want to stop, turn around and go home but, I can’t! I’ve come this far... I have to know… I GOTTA KNOW!
I’m a few feet away… I inhale, then hold it.
I have reached my destination. My inhalation, still holding.
I look… slowly my inhalation turn into exhalation. I drove to another side to take a look from a different angle. My exhalation completed.
As I drove home I noticed stores and buildings I hadn’t notice before and I smiled.