I Wish I Could Wake Up

Apparently, I have not woken up yet.

I was on my lunch break and practically ran through a red light. Thank goodness I have great breaks, because right as I was about to breeze through the intersection, I slammed on my breaks, which made a loud screeching sound. The screeching seemed to echo for miles. There was no one behind me, so I started to back up. Just as I backed up behind the white line, the light turned green. There was a faint odor of burnt rubber in the air. I could not get mad at myself for just as I was about to yell "fuck" I realized that to curse at myself was pointless. After all, no one was hurt or killed and I did not cause an accident. I just feel sorry for the poor folks who may have been watching me and wondering, "What the hell is she doing? Is she drunk?"
I know what my problem is;I have not woken up yet.

Just a thought: What is the point of toilet seat covers? I had to double-up on the seat covers today and my butt still got wet! What a silly idea! Why do the ambiguous they make something that is supposed to separate one's arse from the toilet and anything in between out of tissue paper? Maybe I should have used three.

By the way, I bought Anna Nalick's cd, "Wreck of the Day." She does that song, "Breathe (2 a.m.)" and I love it. It is very mellow. I like her, because she wrote all of the songs on the album. Her voice is pleasant and her lyrics are smart. Her songs are melodic. It is a well-produced debut album, as well. That is all.