I’m That Bitch

The permission slip we write to allow bad behavior

The permission slip we write to allow bad behavior

Photo by paje victoria on Unsplash

I’m not proud of it if that’s what you’re thinking.

I was driving down the road, focused on getting where I was going. I noticed a white sedan hugging my bumper as if we were close like that, and I darted a glance down to see how fast I was going. Just as I thought: I was…