I was in the passenger seat when i took this photo, the car windows were down and i could feel winter whispering goodbye as the warm breeze touched my face along the ride.
Slowly i felt aware that my feet had been pressing invisible breaks all this time. My entire being was devoting its strength to stop the inevitable.
I had been in the passenger seat for too long.
We had wonderful travels but i never felt like i choose destination, i just went along the way, feeling my presence was there to prevent disaster and chaos and sometimes something good would happen and that was enough.
It is not enough now.
I can choose.
I was in the passenger seat for too long and now is my turn to drive.