Drive

The road is barely visible through the distorted windshield. The inebriated driver is sober within his shell, but the connection to reality is tenuous at best. The speed of the vehicle is insane - impact is inevitable - yet it all happens in slow-motion, and the conveyance weaves unerringly through perilous obstacles. Still the operator fears intensely for his safety. Remorse floods his thoughts, along with vows to never repeat this nightmare. Yet there is also a sense of amusement and the thrill of unpredictable dangers. Soon it all fades to white - is this death or an awakening ?