On more than one New Year’s Eve,
I put on my old company t-shirt,
drove down to a truck stop,
sat in the commercial drivers’ area,
and pretended to still be a truck driver.
It made me feel less weird for not celebrating the holiday.
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On more than one New Year’s Eve,
I put on my old company t-shirt,
drove down to a truck stop,
sat in the commercial drivers’ area,
and pretended to still be a truck driver.
It made me feel less weird for not celebrating the holiday.