Broken strings & Pretty things

The world, seen through a young girl's eyes.

Drive.

There’s something distinctly beautiful about being young and driving on an open stretch of road. It’s the enlightenment of realising the cliché is not contrived, but wonderfully real. It’s feeling free; it’s feeling infinite; it’s feeling nothing but that precise moment: no fears nor constraints. As the film flicks in the peripheral, every inhibition is left behind, and the focus becomes the unending road before you: the freedom of knowing that you could go anywhere.
At this age driving is not a necessity, but a liberty. It’s the excitement of the first real chance of escape.
It’s limitless, it’s infinite, it’s youth.

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