I battled in my head the thoughts that were making me angry. As I drove I'd pay attention to every last person's detail to the road. It infuriated me. People driving slow, driving in and out of lanes, and so on. Thinking now how they could get away with breaking the law and feel so absent minded about the world probably struck me sub consciously.
I spent the afternoon with my mother.
You should do this.
You should talk to your cousin.
You should not worry about your criminal record.
You should take it easy.
You should pray to god.
All on top of her broken English. When she speaks it's so mentally intensive to understand it wears me down trying have a conversation.
I avoided eye contact the entire encounter. It hurt me inside to know I owe her everything. Her support with money and giving me food.
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