Tonight's Poet Corner: Dear Diary
Dear Diary by Belinda Roddie Left work at 2:35 PM today. Couple of explosions at the local refinery sent me reeling off course. GPS held my hand long enough to gleefully spin back toward the direction I came. Tried a detour and wound up at my parents' place for dinner. Ate lasagna in order to stomach the political debate on TV. Crawled on wheels in freeway darkness for almost another two hours before arriving home. ETA: 9:10 PM. I need a nightcap.