Highway Superstar

My road to perfection started with a flat tire on a deserted highway. There was miles and miles of dust and sand. My GPS was not working, to top it all I suck with directions. I WAS LOST!!! I was stupid, lacked the support, had an inflated ego with deflated tires.

I looked at the highway, realised I had two options. One, be a victim to the vultures or two, set out on foot on the road to nowhere. I had nothing to lose, so thence I set out out on a long ardorous journey by foot. I left my gleaming scarlet red ferrari on the deserted highway, to me it was a hot piece of metal with no real value.

Dehydrated and blisters in my foot, I had one goal SURVIVAL!! I had no clue what was waiting for me but just a tiny glimer of hope that I hung on to. Hope for what??? It was a promise by a jew for a bag of gold whom I met on the streets of neverland.

I have started to realise this road is very long, straight and hates survivors.......