Yesterday I had the opportunity to travel via “Train,” and my travels ended when my head hit the pillow. The concert was great! I sang at the top of my lungs and I was not disappointed in the show. (Always a risk when you love the songs on the radio. Perhaps your band will not live up to expectations?) However, the late night made it tough to begin my new road trip. (This one is actually current!)
I hit the road early with snacks and songs to fuel me. Immediately I was way-laid by the traffic on the interstate. A Kia Outlander, red in color, was being driven by someone unfamiliar with cruise control. We played “pass and be passed” while I continued to get boxed in with semi-trucks barreling down the road. The problem with dopey drivers is that you get to experience them all over again when you pull over to grab a large cup of McDonald’s coffee, no cream or sugar. And if you have to pull over to use the restroom after consuming a large cup of McDonald’s coffee, no cream or sugar, you get to meet them all over again! However, this got me to thinking.
We should make friends with fellow drivers on the road. You pass the same people over and over, and they pass you. We should just be waving and smiling all the time. Except to dopey drivers who don’t understand cruise control.
So, I refrained from counting road kill, cars, furniture, clothing on the road, retread tire scraps.