I swear, no one in Raleigh stops at crosswalks to allow pedestrians to cross safely. It matters not if you have a stroller, a dog on a leash, a child holding your hand, or are wheelchair bound. No one stops, regardless the neon yellow sign or flashing lights. In fact, I've been … [Read more...] about Driving Me Crazy
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Your Car Is a Weapon
I was admittedly swept up in a moment of vanity as I was checking my hair in the rearview mirror at the red light. Tiny wisps had been dragging between the space between my glasses and my eyelids so I was doing a quick finger comb. I was sweeping my hair off my face … [Read more...] about Your Car Is a Weapon