Inside Eyelids

I drove to work last week without defrosting my windshield. The ice crystals were formed in a splendid pattern preventing me from viewing the so called dangerous outside world.

I took my contacts out driving home from school Thursday night. The streetlights and headlights were blurred into circle upon endless circle forming a contrast to the night.

I didn't turn my windshield wipers on today driving home on the parkway. Each bead of rain hit the glass forming a sliding sheet that never ended.

I began each venture in a bit of panic, then realized there is nothing to be fearful of. The only thing I needed to be afraid of was my own poor judgment and self doubt. This is when I let go of the wheel and let spontaneity grab it at ten and two.

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[imm's place]

very interesting and i sense a bit of humour in there too, mary