In this journey to show more love, I’m finding some triggers that make me less loving. One of the main areas in which I have to watch myself is when I drive. I just might suffer from angry driver syndrome *ahem* road rage. Ok. I admit it. I DO have a teensy problem with road rage. Oh, yes I do, and it might not be such a tiny problem. In fact, I’ve been tempted many times to go full-on TOWANDA à la Evelyn in Fried Green Tomatoes. I may or may not tap my brakes on you if you're tailgating. I would flip you off if I was more coordinated. I’m not dangerous (usually), but my carefully cultivated potty mouth will call you out if you don’t follow the rules of the road or are generally an asshat Continue Reading