July 27, 2009
I began listening to someone on the other end of the phone while driving home after work. I decided to tell them I had to go and would see them the next day, unable to put anymore energy into the situation. Whether or not this makes me inept at driving and talking on the phone at the same time is open for debate. At the next stoplight, while observing another driver on the phone whose gaze was coolly focused, wearing hater-blockers no less, I briefly envisioned doing what I felt like doing: punching the wheel and screaming at nothing.