Knockin' On Heaven's Door

Lost in his own dream, he was starring out the window of the moving car. All was quiet in the car except the soft breathing of himself and the driver. The driver had been a long time friend of his since kindergarten. The two friends agreed that the two lane road seemed like it would never end. It was as dark as a Montana sky and a thick layer of fog was rolling in.

The passenger was looking out the window up towards the moon. He would always look outside and see the beauty in life, even in the dark. The driver looked over at him, rolled his eyes, and said in an emphatic tone, "Want to listen to some music?" The passenger was quickly brought back down to earth and studied the look on his friend's face.

The passenger finally broke the awkward silence and asked the driver a question. "Where are we going?" The driver retorted, "We're going to that party stupid!" The passenger ignored the comment and looked back out the window at the stars. Again he turned back to his friend. "No, I mean where are going?" The driver began to laugh and looked back at his confused friend in the passenger seat. "Are you stupid or something?" "No where do you want to go in life?" The passenger spoke up again. "What are we doing and why are we doing it? It's not going to get us anywhere!" This remark hit the driver broad side in the face.

The driver thought for a minute and conjured up something in his mind to say to his friend. He asked, "Man are you feeling okay? Is their something you need to tell me?" There was nothing but silence at this point in their drive and it remained this way for a few more minutes. Then, finally, the passenger began to get choked up. "I'm stuck! I have no idea who I am, I have no idea what I want, and I have no idea why I do the things that I do!" The two sat their for a moment and the driver tried to talk to his friend softly, but it came out strong, "Why are you saying this! You are the only person I know who seems to know exactly what they  want and exactly who they are!" The passenger started yelling, "We did what we said we would never do! We became fake. We took friendship for granted and idolized things that didn't even matter!"

The two still traveling down this endless road both began to wonder when all the contortions of road would end. The passenger began to become worried that they would never make it there. The night seemed darker than before and the fog covered the moon and the faint little stars.

The passenger went back to looking out the window, but there was nothing to look at any longer for everything was covered by the fog. Turning back toward the driver he noticed something bright in the corner of his eye.

The driver asked himself the questions his friend had just previously asked him. He turned on the radio and suddenly saw the light his friend had seen. He looked back and saw that his life was full of hate, lies, fake friends. The only person that had always been there to pick him up was the person in the passenger seat next to him. He began to realize, like his friend, how conceited he had become through false ideas of what was important.

A truck was coming down the opposite side of the road. The truck seemed to be coming at a fast pace. All it took was a fraction of a second for the driver to turn on the radio and take his eyes off the road. The light became brighter than ever. The passenger looked forward and saw the light and in that light he found assurance. In his bones he felt stronger than ever.

However, the light was only but a flash and the road had ended. All fell silent again; in fact more silent than ever. Not even the rustling of the bushes and trees were heard. All noise had died out, but the faint noise of the radio could be heard. The song that was playing was "Knockin' On Heaven's Door" by Bob Dylan.