A sad look on my face.
A angry look on my face.
I'm driving around and around and around.
A parking space.
A parking spot is not to be found.
A long way I'm going to have to walk.
I, about this want to talk.
I want to scream and shout.
That's what this is about.
I have to park away far because of all these cars.
These spaces are all full.
I'm getting the horns of the bull.
A fact I can't ignore.
I've been driving in a circle times four.
This is taking time a lot. Do I like this? I do not.
I'm going to be late for my date. This is not great.
Relax Chris. Don't sweat the small stuff. You probably need the exercise anyway :)