Road Block

You are on an ordinary roadtrip, sprawled across the back seats of the car, iced tea bottles and potato chip bags strewn around you.

Then the car comes to a halt

The accident is over ten miles away, but traffic his built up and plugged the freeway. Bringing everything to a standstill. You don't know how long you'll remain stuck, but the minutes turn into hours. You beg for the slightest hint of progress in this standstill, but nothing happens. Rage builds up inside of you, like the vehicles in this pile up. You should have reached your destination about now. Why did some idiot on the highway have to ruin everything for you. But then a pang of guilt hits your gut, you suddenly feel selfish, it's not entirely their fault. But it is, they made a mistake and ruined everything for you. Right when you were about to visit a friend who had moved away years ago.

The screams piling inside of you spill out of your mouth. You can't take it anymore, the lack of movement, the lack of progress are getting into your brain. The car has stopped but life hasn't, life has continued to move forward while it has left you behind in a traffic jam. You must keep going, you don't want to be pulled into a hotel, for every moment spent with you spend with your lost friend is priceless. Anger is overshadowed by sadness and longing. You quiet after the driver threatens you again.

You make sure that'll be his last