Absense

What's wrong with you? this lady yelled at my car because I disobeyed the crosswalk. Ok, where should we start lady? This is what's wrong with me; That I didn't think there was anything wrong with plowing you over in the street on your way to see your overachieving son at prep school. What's wrong with me? Good fucking question; that is the question on my mind every damn day of my life, I wake up and that is my mantra every morning as I rise to the radio alarm. What the fuck is wrong with me? That I thought it was cool to run over pedestrians on my way to fuck myself up on chemicals and cocaine and booze. I don't think anything is wrong with me you stupid fuck, in fact just the fact that I haven't sent my overachiever to private school, and I haven't navigated my husbands checking account, yet. I'm not the one that trusts the world not to run me over in pouring rain. What's wrong with you? Is that a trick question?