Forgetting about problems
As I was driving to work the other day, I noticed a squealing coming from the vehicle at higher speeds. Sometimes I was able to recreate it, and other times not. Everything looked tip top under the hood, and under the car itself. Growing increasingly frustrated I decided I was going to figure the problem out once and for all. I grabbed my keys, took her to the highway, and went for it. As the needle on the speedometer climbed, I braced myself for the noise, but thats when it happened. I found myself forgetting about it... 60, 70, 80.... Not only was I forgetting about the noise, but I found myself forgetting about everything going on in my life, except for my love of driving.....90,100,110.... Pretty soon I wasnt even thinking, I was just enjoying the drive. The adrenaline pumping from cruising at high speeds, a smile plastered across my face. For the first time in a while, I was reminded what it was like to be a care free teenager again. It was at about 120 that I was snapped back to reality from taillights in the distance growing closer, prompting me to slow down to normal speeds. However, I do believe that's exactly what I needed. Time alone to blow past my problems and enjoy life.
For those wondering, however, I have the noise narrowed down to a small crack in my window lining, that catches just enough airflow at 80 to make it sound like my engine is about to take it's last breath, so nothing major.