Non-sequitur

I ran over a ghost.

She was eating toast, not watching where she was going.

She jaywalked out into the road,

And I was carrying a load of turnips on my turnip truck.

Yes, my music was loud as hell,

And, well, yes. I was texting.

So who is truly more at fault here?

And more importantly,

If someone runs over a ghost and kills him,

Does it send the ghost back into the land of the living somehow?

So I’m thinking, if anything,

We should both be praised.

The ghost for having the audacity to eat plain toast in the light of day,

And me, for failing to give the right of way

To a non-entity.

What a lovely day it’s been so far!

I can’t wait to see what may happen tonight!

-jenn