An oldie but a goody.

U Keep Walking Forward

Last week I was leaving a grocery store when a man literally ran into my back, jarring me. I snapped a glance at the culprit as he bounced off me and came around my right flank, not pausing to say, “excuse me” or “sorry.” He kept going out the door, bobbing and weaving around a mother with two small children, almost knocking over one. He jumped into a truck that was running in the front handicap space, backed out without looking, and sped off at a high speed through the parking lot. He did not have a handicap placard.
A few years ago, I was on my way to work, traveling down a busy road, and was being tailgated (to the extreme) by a woman in an SUV. I was a bit annoyed, by could not speed up, or maneuver to another lane because of the denseness of the traffic…

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About ~Drew

I am a survivor of childhood torture. Each day, I put one foot in front of the other, moving forward. To do any less would spell my own destruction. My music/poetry/prose deal with the devastating effect of this kind of abuse on a human being: me. My experiences/thoughts/ideas/misconceptions are exposed here for all to see. Here. I am lain bare, naked, hidden only be the cloak of anonymity.
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