I’m what they call a ‘backseat driver’. The only rule is not to fall asleep on the driver. I mean, the least you can do is stay awake. I also like to buy tasty snacks, navigate the prettiest route as well as play hit after hit on the stereo.
Here is a taste of what it’s like to be on the road with me for twenty-four hours. Minus my long winded tales of heartbreak. It’s 6am, you’ve just hopped in the car and it’s rolling slowly down a dirt road. Each song represents a new hour on the clock.