if i were katherine mansfield

20050705

Anguish Thoughts On The Way Home

While driving home on a narrow highway on this muggy Monday evening, I was disturbed by the presence of a loud white Honda. It disrupted my pensive mood and brought anxiety to my drive. While trying to ignore its headlights, I began to paint a picture of a young male, driving with the windows down, a hairy arm slouched over the edge, cigarette smell, greasy leather, rugby shirt, collars flipped, a hideous symbol hanging from the mirror, bones protrude from a scratchy face. It was totally unfair. Maybe he was just in a hurry to get home to put his ice-cream in the fridge. But my mind was anguish tonight. It was too late. There already came to me ideas for a bumper sticker:

Loud Engines Don’t Compensate
Turn That Sh*t Off
Tailgaters Eat A**

Other than that, my evening has been serene.

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