one year i went to mexico i was fine the whole week. i flew out of an airport that was maybe 2 hours away. the return flight didn’t come in until midnight or so. i’m cruising home on an empty highway, my wife asleep in the seat next to me when i feel it.
she wakes up a few minutes later and my knuckles are white at 100 MPH, i keep passing exits and then seeing 24 hour coffee places as soon as its too late to get off. the tension mounts.
i finally pull over and just make it to a bathroom i knew would be open and available. god knows the distance i could have gotten off of that liquishit had i just bent over and let it erupt naturally on the side of the road.