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godreamIf I'd been going just a bit slower -- I let myself get fazed by the driver behind me. I let myself get overconfident from driver's ed where the instructor has a brake and no reservations about leaning over and grabbing the wheel. If I'd remembered to turn the wheel around at least one whole spin. Maybe if I'd even just left quicker then the timing wouldn't have happened this way. If for once I'd slammed on the brake -- I've been trying to get over doing that, trying to be more gentle, and the one fsking time I should have gone for it I didn't. I hate myself.
Five hundred dollars, that's nearly a nice laptop. It's four months working at the library, with weekends, or it's almost half of what I earned at school this summer. It's at least two decent guitars. It's a month or two's electric bills, I think. It's six Defenders of the Nifty subscriptions with original art. It's a trip to California. It's seventy paperbacks, thirty CDs, ten new video games. It's a third of an early-nineties automatic -- though I kinda don't want anything to do with cars for a while I think. Why did I get behind that wheel again?
Sheesh, here I go with the crying again. I should really get over myself huh.
Five hundred dollars, that's nearly a nice laptop. It's four months working at the library, with weekends, or it's almost half of what I earned at school this summer. It's at least two decent guitars. It's a month or two's electric bills, I think. It's six Defenders of the Nifty subscriptions with original art. It's a trip to California. It's seventy paperbacks, thirty CDs, ten new video games. It's a third of an early-nineties automatic -- though I kinda don't want anything to do with cars for a while I think. Why did I get behind that wheel again?
Sheesh, here I go with the crying again. I should really get over myself huh.
