every time the car directly in front of me brakes for a yellow light me and them could have clearly made -- especially at the godforsaken 3-minute timed light right by my mom's house -- I lose just a little bit more of my shit. I know it's irrational, and that speeding up for yellows is dangerous. but. that shitty light often makes the difference between being on time and late.

(and yes, I know I should leave earlier shhhhhh)