Saw her today, she's walking busily around, checking everything on their places, peeking inside her bag and nodding at herself. She's seemed in a preparation to go to someplace she needs to be fully-prepared.
Saw her today, she's grabbing her key that was hung in a rusty nail. She's saying "goodbye everyone," and heading to the garage. A dusty black minivan was parked, and she opens its door. She's sitting on the driver seat, and plugging her key in. She's kicking the gas, soon after the car was heated enough.
Saw her today, she's driving all the way to north, her aim, her objective. She's enjoying the highway scene, and all thing that is running fast.
Saw her today, suddenly her face is seemed a little shock, and she's patting her own forehead. She forgot something. She's in a deep consideration of should she drive back to take that something, or should she continue to drive to her aim. But the ride has started and she's now in the middle of highway. She decided to keep driving.
Saw her today, her face's looked at ease only for a few seconds, then she's becoming restless. Restless about the consequence of missing that something. Something might happen to that something. Something might lost, something might broken, something might be taken.
Saw her just now, she's already arrived. She's talking about something she forgot, on and on.
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