East Coast Trauma


I’m sorry I can’t blog tonight
And grace my readers eyes

But I’ve been driving thru East Coast traffic risking my very lives

I’ve driven thru NYC
I’ve driven thru Jersey
I still don’t know how in the hell I made it thru old DC !

My nerves are shot
My hair is mussed
My religions on the fritz

But it’s all good now because I never heard screeching tires or breaking glass or the smell of Shit!

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