I H-A-T-E being trapped inside all day, every day.
No driving for 6 months (12 in SC) = no social life.
I didn't know what stir-crazy was until now.
Truly, this is a terrible feeling. I can't even get a ride to class.
I do have this Haiku, I guess.
My head examined/
Law says no driving for me/
Alone, here I sit
Hot Chick in my class
ReplyDeleteI've no wheels, she's has a set.
Destiny awaits.
Haiku Hapkido
Your turn, Go join karma's dance.
Let go of your fear.
If no one hears you
ReplyDeleteScreaming in your hollow room
Maybe you're not there
b :)
Ronny,
ReplyDeleteI appreciate the sentiment. I'm just embarrased by the whole deal. Not being able to drive & having this (well-hidden) scar make me feel very self-conscious - even vulnerable.
I know, there's always an excuse. I feel this is how it's always going to be, man. Someone has to be the odd person out.
B,
ReplyDeleteGood one! Very zen.
If I ever hit (if I ever play) the lottery, my first order of business is to get a driver!