Wreckless

Driving on my way to work this morning, I felt.......tense. It's not like our little city has heavy traffic or even traffic jams, but we do have our little morning rush hour. I can't decide what time to leave because the traffic never seems quite right to me. I know I am in control of my vehicle, but today I wasn't so sure about everyone else. Weaving, changing, slowing, speeding...WATCH OUT! Move over! Okay, GO! I knew you wanted over here earlier, why did you wait until now? Oh, I know you're not gonna like this, you just got behind me so you could go faster, but now I am fixing to turn. SLOW DOWN! Don't rear-end me! Yeah, that's the way my morning was. Just kinda felt like I was the only one watching anybody. But what about when I'm singing? Or when I'm thinking? Or when my mind drifts? It's like I go on automatic cruise control. Sometimes I don't even know how I get to work, 'cause I feel like I am still dreaming. You gotta wonder if you're the only one who feels like that in the mornings. Well, it probably doesn't help that the last thing I watched before I went to bed was a TLC documentary on high-speed car chases. Probably dreamt about it, but can't remember. I'll probably remember while I'm driving sometime today. Lord, help us all!