Nothing and EverythingEvening was closing in. Night was wonderful silent. But eyes could not see in the dark. There was no need to drive when nothing was visible. The eyes needed to see.Nothing and Everything by SubSane
Lids were heavy, susceptible to collapse. They were weak. He would not allow them to fall. He would hold them up, give them strength. He could not allow them to quit. They needed to remain open.
The right foot ached. How long had it been since the last gas stop? How long had that foot pressed upon the pedal jutting out from the floor of the vehicle? Too long, he figured. The ankle was more sore than usual. He must have been driving for a long time. On a typical day he did not mind. Today, he did. Why today?
A large transparent bag lay untouched on the brown and tan pattern of the passenger seat. Bison Jerky, read the label. As he looked over the right leg, doing what he could to absorb the pain for just a while longer, the eyes wandered to the bag. He hadnt eaten in hours. Seemed like days, really. T