steering wheelie

so the cab driver jerked.


we alighted from the cab and i told my momma, "i can drive better if you let me"
i was tryna hint my intentions of gettin a driver's license. without looking at me, she said

"yes go, i want all my kids to get a license. you cant survive without one"
"when?" thrilled, i exclaimed while we were crossing the road
"when you Pass Out and get posted to a Unit and you're sure of your schedule then" my dad replied
"really?" the only words i could offer

new bridge rd terminal 1989

it was like they got it all planned out already without me knowing.

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