Rubbery Necks Sign Checks

This interview I had to say was the best I've ever had. On my way home on 45 S, I saw an upside-down sedan and a mob of flashing lights. There appeared to be no one left in the vehicle from what I could see as my side of the median all hit the brakes hard to avoid mutually assured rear endage.

It made me wonder how often we actually get the chills anymore. It was too hot for me today. I was too high from the hope of success to feel true fear or real pity. I usually shiver and think of my mother saying, "God bless those poor people."

The way the car looked they must have been suicidal, I thought instead. Or they got hit by a big truck who'd already bounced from the scene. I never took physics.

I think we feel collectively guilty for all our reckless driving antics throughout our years and also angry that we can't individually keep it together enough for something as seemingly simple as highway driving to go smoothly for all involved.

But I couldn't help thinking what goes through everyone else's heads at times like those while I kept on my merry way home. I feel like we're largely aware of this necessary sort of desensitization that has to occur so we can live without "people are dying right now all over the world and I'm sitting here in my car thinking about something relatively shallow" on the front burner of our already overburdened minds.

I hope they're okay. I hope I get this job. I hope that if I dont I'll get back into school and finish strong without an exorbitant amount of debt. Thinking about the forks in the road for too long causes accidents. Sometimes the flow of traffic and your own inward tunnel vision chooses your path for you. I think I'm ready to throw my blinker on in advance now.

You ever notice how the more control you have over your change, you're left to experience muchly more of the same before the change really manifests. Say you're switching from the left lane to the right because the right is open and the middle's clear and the guy in front of you is obscuring your view or what have you--you STILL have to gas it to get beyond where you were over there i.e. get ahead.

I guess what I'm trying to say is that if you take a leap of faith and go in an unforeseen direction because it feels right and makes sense in terms of your vision for your life, you may end up somewhere you really LIKE without so much of the construction zone slow-downs. Work is work and it's all about getting to where you're going.

I'm glad I'm home. The commute is not too shabby. The waiting is the hardest part. Yup. Good evening to y'all.