Ambition this shall tempt to rise,
And moody Madness laughing wild
Amid severest woe.
-from Thomas Gray's "Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton College"
If I could just get into my car and pick a direction and drive, I would just keep driving until there were no more roads in front of me. I'm itchy to get away from everyone and everything, and be by myself, just me and a full tank of gas and some good CDs in the player and a wide black ribbon of asphalt ahead.