Thursday, December 24, 2009


I'm driving on wet roads. It's raining and I'm in high-alert mode. The van in front of me stops and though I brake in plenty of time and with plenty of space, my car won't stop and taps the back of the van so slightly that I think the driver won't notice. He does notice though and starts yelling at me, his van having somehow turned sideways so he can scream out the window at me. I don't yell back but listen in exhaustion and exasperation.

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