Sunday, February 14, 2016
I like to drive fast. I am not reckless, but when I get behind the wheel, I am not going for a Sunday joy ride. I have somewhere to go, and I usually have a short time frame to get there. So as I was driving in the snow this week, I was forced to slow down, and in a lot of instances, had to come to a halt. I expected this, and although not happy about all the holdups, I stayed calm, and shrugged it off. I turned up the music, slumped into my heated seat, and enjoyed the white blanket and the snail’s pace that the state was moving in. Why? Because it was all out of my control, and getting aggravated would have been a complete waste of energy.