This poor straight to DVD bastard. I have hope for his future, help keep the hope alive.
Chris P.

I don't think I could give you a straight answer. Mostly b/c I don't really know. 

Imagine feeling trapped in a box.

Imagine feeling like everyone you know is turning on you.

Imagine feeling like one drop of rain in an ocean of storms.

I've smashed everything I've ever wanted to hold on to. Could I drive out of it? Could I put miles between me and my problems and be okay?

Yellow lines & black pavement stretched out before me. Road refectors gleamed as the stateroads, highways, & interstates came and came. I passed trucks & stationwagons. Compacts & SUVs.

If I left could I escape all that lurked in the miles behind me? If I drove faster could I out run it all?

Where would I go? What would I do? Changing lanes could I change?

As my speed & distance gained I thought I could find something there. Anywhere but where I came from. Some place where my fears of life wouldn't get me.

I've decided that life is just a test of strength. If to see how much shit we can indure before we break.

Strength in this life, Peace in the next.

You don't really know how to do something untill you try it. Mountains of stars between me & them. Rivers, hills, all the dirt.

As I got closer to what I thought could be an answer I felt something slip away. My new-found joy receded.

I was there on the other side, in a strange and new place I had never been before......and you know what?

I was the same.

How strong of me was it to just pick up and leave? I had taken everyone of my problems with me in the passenger seat. You can't out run something if it's traveling inside you. You can't top it, you can't beat it, b/c it is you. I had brought the BANZAI MAYHEM with me all the way across the state. There was nothing there for me in the Gulf or anywhere else I could have the pedal take me. You don't know anything untill you try. So I think I'll see what it's like to come home.

I was out there on my own. I passed through the night. I cut across the same strips of highway and on my return I laughed.

I laughed b/c that's all we can do. We can only laugh at what we've been through before. We can only welcome the new with open arms.

I had to go 450 miles to realize I was almost perfect right here at home.