I stepped out of the car, slammed the driver side door shut and briskly walked towards the bank. The metallic click of the door closing started a mental countdown in my head. Not unlike a lit fuse of fireworks on the Fourth of July. I couldn't wait to get this over with and I couldn't wait to get this started all at the same time.
The pertinence of the moment was all that mattered. You felt it in your bones. There was no telling what was going to happen at the next tick of the clock. Getting the money was the easy part. Anybody could do that. It was getting away clean that was a bit trickier. That's when the adrenaline would really kick in. Everything turned sharper and brighter as you burned rubber and drove off into the proverbial sunset. Home free. You had beat the system while all these other shmucks were busy being beaten by it. Rules of society need not apply. This was a different frequency of living...
