This morning on my way to lab, I hit a really long red light. It’s 7:45 a.m., my windows are down, my radio is as loud as it goes, and I’m jamming out. To my left, the man in his car is laughing and smiling. The song ends, and I lower the volume to find a new song that I can dance along to. The man yells “I love this type of music but it’s too early,” to which I reply “it’s never too early peaches!”

The man laughs and turns his radio up. We had the same tune.