Life is all about perspective.
You can view it as a closed chapter,
or as the beginning to an adventure.

Everything hurt.
   Every heartbeat rattled her breath.
It felt like the atmosphere was pressing heavily down on her.
   "God, help me." Penny Perkins swallowed hard and tucked her quivering chin behind her knees.
   Hot tears leaked out from the corners of her eyes, made blue by sorrow.
Penny wished for someone to end her misery. 
She peeked over the concrete edge of the apartment building at the eight pm traffic below.
   Buses, pick-ups, semis, pedestrians rushed...

"Oh, you think so, do you?" Nathan Saiders sent a smirk over his shoulder, causing me to swerve and hit a small pebble with my bike's front tire.
   Heat rushed to my face as I clutched the handlebars tightly and regained control.
How could Nathan's gaze affect me like this?
I felt like a goony teenager around him.
   "Yes, I do." I shouted to be heard above the city traffic blowing in our ears.
"We'll see, then, when...

Sometimes there is nothing so peaceful as being content where you are, instead of wishing you were off on an adventure. 

I'm lost;
drowning,
in endless monotony,
and the road stretching out to the far horizon,
like my heart,
feeling,
groping,
for hope,
or love,
or a bend in the road.
Heat scorches my back;
I can only go forward;
forever,
in endless monotony,
drowning;
I'm lost. 

Just when you think people are getting smarter, a hay truck speeds past. 
And the driver is smoking a cigarette. 
You cough into a fist; look at the ground. 
Nevermind, then.