Just... keep...driving. Don't look back. Get away. Get away. Get away. Get away from everything. Everybody. Get away from my fucked up job and my fucked up bosses. .Get away from my nagging wife who never passes up an opportunity to tell me how wrong I am. Never appreciates me as a husband.Totally disregards any dreams I still have for myself. Get away from my ungrateful kids. I can't believe they're even mine.Never give me a moment's peace. They take and they want and they need... I want to start over again.A life before all of this. A clean slate. Somewhere nobody knows me or judges me. Whatever that's inside of me feels like it's dying. I want to give it life again. I still got time. Right?... Right?... Don't do it...Don't look in the rearview mirror. You predicted this. This is guilt. They'll be fine. They will struggle a little at first, but they will be okay. They don't need me.They'll forget all about me...I'm drowning. I have to save my own life. I got to go through with this. it's got to be NOW... Listen to your heart...What does your heart say to do...EXIT. STAY ON LEFT SIDE OF FEEDER...U TURN... Long drive ahead. Not going to make it for dinner on time. (FICTION)