Driving down back roads at night will always comfort me.
I grew up in Smithfield, Virginia.
It’s the place I go when I feel sad.
It is where I go when I need to relax.
It is where I go when I miss my parents.
Whenever I feel stressed, I drive.
I prefer back roads in Smithfield.
I know them like the back of my hand.
They are instant stress relief for me.
Driving under the stars.
Only my headlights, showing me where to turn next.
Could Smithfield be more comforting?