"I love you". Three words. But what do they mean? I can tell you what it doesn’t mean. Love isn’t sending your significant other home as he/she slips out of consciousness. Back and forth between reality and his dream world behind a wheel almost sure to face a fate worse then drunk driving. When they clearly see signs of fatigue in my eyes and send me on my way with no retaliation other then remarks of "stay awake it’s not that hard". Worst of all when you leave something and need to make the journey again, they won’t help. It’s not worth getting in trouble is it? After all, it’s just my life. And twice I’m sent on my way back to the game of odds to see if I make it home.