Around 4:13PM today I was in the bug and I realized that I am a grown-up.
And I almost swerved into the oncoming traffic.
I had just left a particularly long and draining day of work. And had gotten gas. And was simultaneously trying to not be late to my eye doctor appointment while on the phone with the dentist as I mentally drew up a list of what groceries I needed to pick up from Bel Air.
(Thinking back, I am lucky I did not cross the median on accident.)
Dude. Not ready for real life. Not ready for responsibility. Miss the days when priority number one was vocabulary flash cards and priority two was avoiding drinking my milk at dinner.
But. At least I have a license that lets me drive the bug. And buys me alcohol. I guess that would be the good part.
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