A PSALM FOR TRAFFIC JAMS
This morning, I wrote something completely different from my norm. Traffic has been on my mind. I don’t know why. I live in Fort Wayne, IN. There is no traffic. My commute to work each morning is five minutes. Regardless, this little poem/maybe song came quickly to my brain. Maybe it is a PTSD response from my years in Charlotte, Minneapolis, and the DC…
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