i deeply enjoy a slow drive on the highway on a saturday morning,
there is no traffic, its bright but cool, conditions are perfect,
there is just the road ahead and you know where you're going,
and where it branches, you know where that leads to as well,
and there is no rush because tomorrow is not a monday.
i must accept that time goes by, soon its sunday and then monday,
the roads get crowded, its hot and sweaty, simply uncomfortable,
ahead traffic stands still, everybody has the same destination,
and where the route is shorter, you know its equally contested,
but surely, there will be another saturday, as sure as a monday.
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