Bad drivers, the universe and me

I decided a little while back that I’ve been spending WAY too much time mad at other drivers. There are a lot of them out there, and—sadly—it doesn’t actually seem to affect them when I shriek obscenities at them. (There’s a chance they might not even notice!) What it does do is raise my blood pressure and cortisol level, no doubt shortening my lifespan. So for the sake of my health (not to mention my sanity), I’ve been working on Letting It Go.
The universe, however, is testing me, but good. Every random fool with a car key* is mysteriously being led to be wherever I am, and do the stupidest thing they can think of. I don’t know if I’ll make it through this.
Wish me luck. Or stand by and watch my head explode.
*At least I hope to God it’s all of them.

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