I missed my exit
lost in thought
hair twirled around my finger
staring absently at the cars in front of me.
I forgot to take yesterdays lunch leftovers out of my purse
I spent the evening glancing at my phone way too often
wondering what he was doing, and who he was doing it with.
This morning, I changed my skirt, then changed my shirt,
then changed my skirt back. I changed shoes, changed my bra, twice.
I hate the way I look today!! My hair, makeup, shirt, skirt, bra and shoes.
I missed my exit…
I should have just kept driving.