TICK to the TOCK (A Coming-of-Age Story) by Matthew Turner

Author:Matthew Turner [Turner, Matthew]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Inspirational Romance Fiction, New Adult Genre, Coming of Age Story
Publisher: Turndog Publishing
Published: 2014-01-01T23:00:00+00:00

22nd December—The Great Ocean Road:

Recommended Listening:

The Dreamer—Tallest Man On Earth

Sea Of Love—Cat Power

New Slang—The Shins

I've never much cared for driving. I find it somewhat claustrophobic, forced inside a tin can as you roll uncontrollably down the road, or, more than likely, stuck in traffic at a standstill for unbearable periods of time. I prefer to walk or take a train and be free to do as I please. Sure, you're at the mercy of delays and somebody else's timetable, but are you free whilst driving? You're a prisoner to the road. If it decides to brim with traffic, there's little else you can do. At least on a train, the option of moving, reading, or going to the toilet presents itself.

I've never understood how certain individuals drive to relax and forget, but as I race down the The Great Ocean Road, I see their reasoning. This isn't driving, it's living. This road is unlike any I've ever been on, and although I'm not too sure why it's so special, it is.

As soon as we touched down in Perth, a sudden surge of adrenaline rose from my toes. As Danii, Ethan, and Wil sat neatly in their seats, I jigged up and down and bounced and played. Australia is my reason to travel. I used to pin posters and maps on my walls, promising my young self I would one day explore the outback and acquaint myself with the ancient lands yet to be ruined by man's modern hand.

My comrades were exhausted, but I insisted we drive rather than bundle in and out of busses and trains. Ethan and Danii shared a look. They would have to take on the burden of driving. Wil couldn't, and I shouldn't. But Australia seduces you via the road. I suppose my condition has to have a few positives; mainly, I get my own way.

Maybe it's the ever-lightening mood between the four of us, or some magical essence this country holds, but it's been over a week since my last seizure. For days, I've begged to drive the Great Ocean Road, and although I shouldn't and the very idea is insane, I knew I could wear down Ethan and Danii. "Please, Ethan," I'd say. "You're tired and need a rest. Plus, it's only for an hour or so." And then I'd turn to Danii and stroke her arm. "Sweetie, you hate driving nearly as much as me. Let me do this one journey. Please."

Reluctantly agreeing, eventually, they gave in due to their ever growing exhaustion. Although, yesterday morning nearly put an end to my driving dream, as an entire five minute chunk disappeared from my day. Talking to Danii and stealing kisses on her warm neck, we laid naked in bed, enjoying a rare lonesome period.

"I love the sound of no Wil in the morning," she said. "It makes me realise..."

That's all I remember. My next conscious moment is me standing in the shower as water and soap trickles down my nose and into my open mouth.

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