Hatred

I'm here to vent. I'm here to talk about the one thing that drive me INSANE. It makes me anxious. It makes me late. It makes me scream and yell. It makes me hit my fist against hard surfaces, leaving me bruised and hurt. It makes me mad for the rest of the day-nay the rest of the WEEK.

I'm talking about...

CONSTRUCTION.

Oh. My. Goodness.

Is it just me or is there construction everywhere I go?

I hate driving in between the "fake wall" and the semi. I hate the winding, narrow roads. I hate the slow speeds you have to go.

I hate the orange round "cones" and feeling like I'm going to hit them

I just hate it

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR