In Serious Need of Direction(s)

Have you ever been in such a rush and so excited to get somewhere that you're driving down the highway and miss your exit and don't realize it until a good ways down the road then you're too stubborn and too worried about being late to turn around so you keep going and convince yourself that you know another way that there's an exit up here somewhere not far from here right around this next bend on the highway past this little town and that gas station and cow pastures that once you finally realize you are not anywhere near some fucking secret passage to your final destination and that the only way to get there is to stop turn around and go back to the missed exit take it and follow the rest of the directions from there only by then you think you'll be too late it's too late and you already missed it so why go back in the first place why even try at this point it's no use anyway might as well just give up and so you say fuck it and resign yourself to turning back not to make it to your final destination but to go back home and sulk but then along the way you decide yes I am going to try to go and see if I can still make it and maybe it hasn't started and maybe I'll get lucky and everything will be alright and I'll have a great time and forget all about getting off track and being so fucking pissed at yourself for being such a dumbass and so stubborn that you couldn't just do the only smart thing to do the very second you knew what that was which meant stopping that damn car and putting on your signal checking both ways and then reversing course making sure not to speed because cops love to give tickets this time of month and there's no reason to speed because ten miles an hour faster isn't going to make up much of the lost time anyway and it's better just to be safe and calm than rushed and perturbed but fuck it you speed back and finally get to where you were originally trying to go only to realize you had the wrong date anyway the thing isn't even happening today it's not happening tomorrow either you were just so fucking anxious so incredibly excited about going there wherever there is that you got on the road and started driving like a bat outta hell without asking yourself any of the pertinent questions along the way like how the hell did I do something so fucking stupid. Well, have you?

I almost did.

Comments

[Kathryn]

Haha, um, Joah. Get outta my head, seriously. Yes, yes, and yes. Except my mode of transportation is a subway car.