as i sit there, mind wandering, the breeze gently lifting my hair. the window down, the cars blowing by.. i can see you waving, mouth moving, hands swaying, almost as though to say..
'pay attention to the freekin road lady!'
How do you know when the light has changed by looking at the back of the traffic light? Uh-oh, does this mean you are going the wrong way down a one-way street?
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