Dear Kid,
To the driver who drove flew by me on this highway today:
You must be incredibly important to be going so fast.
I’m not exactly going below the speed limit, yet you were a mere flash as you zoomed past me on the highway.
Maybe you’re a surgeon on your way to a lifesaving emergency in the ER. Except you were heading away from the hospital.
Maybe you’re a lawyer on your way to argue a life or death case. Except you were driving away from the courthouse.
Maybe a fire fighter on your way to a 17-alarm blaze. Except I checked the news—not so much as an out of control candle in the area.
Whoever you are, I hope you saved a lot of time.
Time to feel badly about cutting off other drivers.
Time to chat with whichever police officer pulls you over for breaking the sound barrier on a major thoroughfare.
Time to recuperate and recover in the hospital after you plow into an unsuspecting guardrail.
You must really be important.
Not.
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