I eat in the car occasionally.

I know it must seem so selfish of me,

But I'm so tired of the beggars

Begging me for a crust of my bread.

I'm hungry too.

I want a little chunk of time

Framed by peace,

A miniature nativity scene

Where I can go sit in silence

And eat my slice of pizza

Alone and think,

And know the answers

To even the questions I'm looking for.

-jenn