Road Construction
I was driving in the right lane,
but in reality, I was in the wrong lane,
unless I wanted to wait where I was for days
as they worked on repairing the lane I was in,
but my car wasn’t stockpiled with food and water
to wait it out until the construction was completed.
Instead, I switched on my turn signal,
where another driver graciously let me
over to the other lane so I could
proceed with my journey,
only to find a little while later, in different section of the city,
this time driving in the left lane,
where once again, I was in the wrong lane.
It was one of those days when it didn’t seem
I could make a correct decision, with my car
seemingly wanting to follow the lanes under construction,
but I there was one good thing about the day, that
I wasn’t required to make any critical decisions,
especially those affecting life and death issues,
or for that matter, even where I wanted to go for lunch.