Late again what will I do? Traffic held up another long queue a glance at your watch nerves uptight engine overheating Something not right. The car Crawling slowly legs stiff and sore radio blaring In and out of the door. Clutch up clutch down brake foot numb shouting and screaming No nails on their thumb. stop-start stop-start Will it ever end? Wondering how long The queue will extend. Cyclists passing cars smiling on their way extending happy greetings "Have a lovely day" Anger on faces swearing under your breath tooting horns in madness A fate worse than death. Chance of repeating this tomorrow my nerves won't take the strain another way I have to go in fact, I'll take the train. Here at work, late again the office stands at ease the boss looks over his glasses "come to my office Please" trying to explain is hopeless as usual, it falls on deaf ears Traffic jams are unnerving.
My name is William Sinclair Manson. I am 60 years young, I am Scottish but now living in a small village in England. I have been blogging for many Years but recently joined Wordpress and I love it. I have made many new dedicated friends here and hope to meet more around the World.