A Good Drive Home

It’s a Monday afternoon
and I’m sliding home on the highway
in my big red Jeep
smiling so hard it hurts.

The cars in front of me
are flashing distress signals in their rear view mirrors
but I can barely see them
because my eyes get squinty when I smile.

I can’t hear their cries for help either
because the stereo is too loud
but it’s my favorite song and it’s making me laugh
so I won’t turn it down.

Calm down everybody
because if you’ve all got time to
just wait for a good song to get where you’re going
I promise it will help.