Roads are endless.
Mile after mile. All alone. Truck stops, depots, instant coffees, cold meals.
It's all a blur. The noise and the sleepless nights. Load after load. Endless highways and the eternal following of tail lights into the night like crimson beacons.
Still alone.
He sleeps a few hours at a time in the back of the truck resembling a wolf's nest.
Load, then at the end of another unending road, unload.
Infinite kilometers. Countless hours. Constant loneliness.
A solitary existence.
His only joy reading the "missing" notices while on his way to wash their stains off his hands.
Mile after mile. All alone. Truck stops, depots, instant coffees, cold meals.
It's all a blur. The noise and the sleepless nights. Load after load. Endless highways and the eternal following of tail lights into the night like crimson beacons.
Still alone.
He sleeps a few hours at a time in the back of the truck resembling a wolf's nest.
Load, then at the end of another unending road, unload.
Infinite kilometers. Countless hours. Constant loneliness.
A solitary existence.
His only joy reading the "missing" notices while on his way to wash their stains off his hands.
