So much drama in the MOB at 7:30 this morning and it all happened within a span of 2 minutes.
While approaching Hwy 90 and Azalea there is something that happens to you internally and externally. Whenever I approach this intersection in the morning and the light is green I panic a little. Yeah, I know what you are thinking
"But Mel, green lights are good because green means GO".
Well one of 4 friends who read my blog, that is not what I think. This is what happens to me internally and externally
"OK, how fast am I going?"
Eyes look down to the speed thing. Stomach tenses because I am now approaching a large intersection going 50 mph.
"How long has this light been green?"
Scanning traffic on both sides to compute the ratio of cars to time spent at intersection. Is that a ratio?
Many cars=light about to turn green=get nervous
Not many cars=speed up
This morning there were a lot of cars.
I felt my hands tense on the wheel and at this moment you start bargaining with God. I don't know if this is a sort of grief thing, like you are grieving the moment of stress free driving you were enjoying, because I think there is denial in there as well.
"I won't get pulled over by the cops at 7:30am. They are still asleep"
This is where you think I got pulled over this morning.
I didn't. This is most likely going to be anticlimactic for you. Sorry
SO I am speeding through the intersection and make it. It didn't even turn yellow.
No cops.
No wrecks.
No more stress.
Until the asshole in the blue 4 runner stops in the middle of hwy 90 to turn left from Anchor blvd by Regions.
I am actually having to use my horn and knowledge of explicative language at 7:30am.
This was the harm that was caused....to me
No wreck
No ticket
Stress....at 7:30am
Now I'm blotching
That was anticlimactic for you, but I am still a little nervous
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