I was clutching the wheel tight
on my way home
One last left turn
before my street
Trying to choke back the tears
At least until I made it
through my front door
A line too long of cars to my left
I waited in exhaustion
with my blinker flashing,
As to say "someone please"
Then I glanced over
into the face of a determined man,
speeding impatiently down
the cluttered road
He was wearing a suit
and a blue tooth head piece
You can almost hear his mind racing
from the next lane over
In an obvious hurry,
he managed to notice
the bags under my eyes
And the pain growing
from their insides
He slammed on his breaks
and with a flick of his wrist,
he ushered me forward
Smiled slightly
Allowed me to turn fully
And then rushed off quickly
My faith in humanity
Never wavers for too long
Just an other mindful darling
Rising up from the rubble
Of a bad day to silently say
*It'll be okay