i was on my way to work. it was a different way that usual. the highway.
i could have sworn i could get over. the way was clear. but when i started to shift to the left lane a yellow bug blared her horn and sped up.
i pulled back to the previous lane. heart in my throat.
i felt a flash of anger. at the bug, at me.
after a few moments i safely got over. pulling myself right behind the bug at a stop light where a road ran through the highway.
i tried to avoid looking up into the bug rear view mirror. didn't want to catch a glare that told me i was an idiot.
i took a glance. she wasn't looking at her rear view mirror. she was looking at her passenger seat.
holding up some kind of octopus plush toy and shaking it in a soothing, distracting manner.
as if to calm a startled, crying baby.
i am an idiot.
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