Driving during the dawn it was not something that I could call of safe, but in that evening I did not have much choice. I had a short schedule to arrive to my destination and had some people waiting for me, one in special, would kill me if I missed the ride of the next day. That camping was combined months in advance and only I was left behind due to the delivery that could not be postponed in my work. As expected, there was me plunged in my work and never living for myself.
I have started that travel in the beginning of the dawn, imagining that in the roads of country side of Sao Paulo, as usual, the traffic should be smaller. There was an advantage in this fact, but in other hand, being alone in a desert road, plunged in my own thoughts, tired of an exhaustive and abusive work week, the sleep was taking the best of me and of my skills as driver.
It was a kind of a relief and discouragement, at the same ti