I've been trying to hide my addiction, going to the bathroom two, three times a day. Waking up early, pretending I'm heading outside to get the paper but taking a few minutes to check the latest post. Trying to create an argument where there isn't one, just to get some alone time with t4r.org. Sometimes when I'm alone I'll find myself sitting in the back of my 4Runner where I have a bottle of Coca Cola hidden and I just sit there dreaming of the next trail, the isolated stretch of highway at night window open the sound of tires pressing their way along the blacktop. Then, the garage opens, and suddenly I realize it's not my fault!!
My name is Tim, and I drive a 4Runner :sadwave:
