Ms Golden

I drove randomly through my neighborhood’s busiest streets, made a right turn at the intersection and crawled up a steep, dark hill.

Just when I thought the traffic hassle was a done deal, I bumped into Ms Golden.

She greeted me with a stubborn stare, leaving me with a glare.

Sensing my discomfort, she flashed a sad smile, but that further aggravated my pain. I struggled to get away, but at every turn, she was there with raging rays.

I would eventually drive through the mainland, painstakingly concealing myself behind outstretched tree branches.

And …….. gradually, she faded away.

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