The creak sound bothers me when I come to a halt near the white line, as if there is someone with me. The deep breath indication has gone green, indicating that it will be a long trip tonight. It has never been so terrifying to walk through the dark night with no one around, until now. If I had had my car fixed, this wouldn't have been such a stressful voyage. It is all about making timely decisions, which if not done, might lead to a horrible circumstance. One may re-establish a relationship, obtain money, obtain a job, and re-establish one's self-esteem, but not time. I had time since the daylight, when I was told I'd have to go 500 kilometres to have the paperwork presented personally and speak with the responsible party. I took the opportunity, hoping that the final journey bus would be free, and now I'm driving, missing punctual bookings, and even failing to notify the customer that I would arrive when I book. Wouldn't it have been nice if I had heard my co-passenger warn me about the trembling seat? Though it was noisy as I was driving in the morning, I disregarded it because the noise outside the car was significantly worse. Just now, I'm sitting with the eerie and distressing experience of someone else in the car who isn't there. It rattles and creaks when I come to a halt, and with this gloomy night drive, it's like driving a ghost automobile. A slow drive jolts the seat, a quick drive is smooth, but a halt is terrifying. I'm not sure how I'll make it through the night because every pause is jarring. The deserted roads, the surrounding forests, the tunnels, each passing by is a miserable drive. This is the moment when I notice someone overtaking or following me, which would be annoying throughout the day on the workplace drive. I'm tempted to take a break and stop at the lodge, but I have a deadline and can't afford to do so. I wish I could have had someone. Alone. Only the horrible drive. The dreadful drive alone. I'm not sure why I can't adjust to this scenario. Slow driving is frightening; fast driving is pleasant, but coming to a halt or slowing down is also frightening. That appears to be a hope, and a star is also driving with me. It's very amazing to watch the clouds lift and a slew of stars appear in the sky. I have so many stars along with me.