Was that a glint of light? I blink three times.
Sinking feeling in my gut, I panic.
Not NOW! I'm driving. I blink twice.
I try to focus on the street signs.
Can I read them? Is that an F or a P?
Is that spot supposed to be there? I blink again.
Pretty purple lightening bolts dance before my eyes.
Agony will start in twenty minutes, I will wish I were dead.
Pulling over I search my bag for my phone and pills.
Say hello my little friend. Car-jacked again.
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