Untitled #305 / the Traffic Teacher's Tale

They locked eyes. Engines revved and roared. When the light flashed green, tires screamed across the pavement, other horns were honked, and a cup of Coke flew across the lane divider into the lap of the second driver even as the car of the first driver veered off into a ditch, overturned, cabin crunched into a tree and three souls rode their last. The traffic teacher says we must control our emotions, but I know this is impossible. Emotion binds the heart of every human. We can control our responses to these feelings, or else ignore them entirely. I wish I could choose the latter.