Hurry Up and Wait
Here is my life. Hurry up and wait.
Rush. Rush. Rush.
Try not to wreck your car.
Yesterday I nearly had a heart attack.
I was the fifth car off the exit ramp.
My meeting was right around the corner.
I could have walked from here, but we were stuck.
Looking at a GREEN LIGHT four times in a row.
Every time it turned yellow and red I screamed.
In frustration.
Wait. Wait. Wait.
Some cars tried to pull around me.
Where did they think they were going?
We were facing a line of cars that did not move.
At the fifth green light we edged forward a few inches.
Bam.
Stopped again.
I could not yet see the men with machines adding oil to the road.
I was frustrated beyond belief.
I have never sat at a stoplight watching It turn green four times in my life.
But I have now.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2022
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