I wanted to write this because I need to write something, I need to say something.
So, most people live where their streets make neat little rectangles or squares and are lines of street parallel to street. I live in a scribble. The area I live in is full of lakes and ponds, so our roads curve around them. Within a five mile radius from my house, I can think of, off the top of my head, ten lakes. That is ten lakes within five miles of me, that I know of. Needless to say, that is a lot of curves.
My house is on a street off on of the curvier parts of the road and my house is the first one on this side road. The tree before my house bare some scars. Why? Because PEOPLE HAVE HIT THE TREES. The road is curvy but not so much so people feel the need to slow down, even on bad weather days. So they loose control and fly into the trees. In the ten years I have lived here, it has happened three times. Good thing for evergreens, right? Now partner that with the times people have to hit their breaks and screech to avoid this accident.
My imagination LOVES these times. Cars not hitting the trees and flying through my wall... oh yeah. Fun shit right there.
Then there is driving. Driving on a normal day is hard. Why? Because other people ducking suck at driving. I mean really ducking suck. It seems like a vast majority of people expect other drivers to pay attention to them and they can do whatever the hell they want. This of course means there are a lot of people expecting other people to compensate for them, and thus there are a lot of people not compensating for other people. Accident.
Now for where I am anxious tonight. The temperature rose enough for two days that the snow and ice melted, a great deal I might add.
Everything was liquid. Great pools of water everywhere.
Today. We're getting up to six inches of snow maybe. And the temps are plummeting.
Ice. Ice everywhere.
They haven't canceled school yet.
I might have to drive in that.
Because I want to go to class.
But, I can't drive in that. Its a death trap...