The Fear
I get nervous sweats before it
Headache comes and then I’m sick
Always want it to be over
Time, I hope will go in quick.
Every other person loves it
Doesn’t make me smile at all
Revving up, my heart is racing
I then worry I may stall.
Very calm is my instructor
I know her life depends on me
Near the end my breathing steadies
Get back home and I’m care-free!
Day three of the Intro to poetry course, and today I had to write an acrostic poem. I found this easy and fun to do. Every word of the poem is true. I’m learning to drive at an older age and I’m so nervous before every lesson. I feel like I’m in control a loaded weapon. Generally I’m a care-free type of person so my anxiety is unusual. Was just getting to the stage where I wasn’t terrified before my lessons and then lock-down happened. Oh well, I’ll just have to get back into it when this is all over.
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This was good. I can’t imagine trying to learn driving as an adult instead of a teenager. I am sure you will get the hang of it in no time.
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I’m just glad I’m having a break away from it. I’ll have forgotten how to drive by the time the poor lady is instructing again.
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Oh, I hope not!
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I think you did a great job!
Dwight
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Thank you. Every word is true
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:>)
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Ha ha! I remember that feeling! The instructors life depends on me, brilliant 🙂
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