Midnight Driving

"It was an accident, it was an accident, it was an accident" the same four words repeating themselves, an endless cycle going round and round, inside his head, as he's driving down an empty road, in the middle of the night. Tall buildings line up along the road, with only a sporadic appearance of life coming from inside them, in the form of lights shinning through the occasional window. But the man doesn't notice any of them, the only thing he sees is the road in front of him, and the only thing on his mind, is those four words. For the first time in his life, will something from his past have a permanent effect on his future. He hits the breaks hard, the car comes to a schreeching stop, right there in the middle of the road. A moment of clarity comes to him and he starts thinking, he begins to think about solutions. But not the normal kind of solution, not the kind that can actually solve a problem. He thinks about the kind of solutions, that exists only for the problems, that can no longer be solved. In that moment, right there in the middle of a lonely, dark road, he makes a decision. He turns the car around and drives back the way he came from. The same four words that haunted him moments before, are still in his head, but they have a different tune to them now, they carry a different weight. They used to be bargaining and consolidation, but they've been turned into words of fact and justification.