One of those
days
by Joanne Faries
normal
route, average speed
creeped up,
talk radio morning
laughs, no
other distractions
rear window
car lights
approached rapidly
swerved
around, such a rush
to stop at
red light
right turns
from left lane
passed left,
passed right
anxiety
arose, not a competitor
today.
Admired sunrise
I missed the
memo of urgency
Usually my drive to work is very routine. Same speeds, same rhythm. But the other day was crazy. I checked my speedometer. I was going the correct (slightly over limit) speed. I checked the clock - I was right on time to get to work by 8 am. But the world was rushing by - everyone else seemed to be on a Red Bull rush. Ever have one of those days?
