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The Morning Commute
I had this odd choice while zipping along the highway towards the office this morning.
Should I continue driving behind the dump truck, letting the sand, gravel & grit sand-blast away the paint of my car, or do I continue driving behind the micro sub-compact car with a box spring & mattress twice the size of the vehicle precariously tied to the top and flapping dangerously in the wind?
There wasn't much choice: there were only the two lanes and the two vehicles were driving in lock-step with each other 5 mph below the posted speed limit.
*sigh*
I ultimately chose the ant-sized car with the box spring & mattress on the theory that death would come quicker if not somewhat padded.
On the good side, the days are indeed getting longer: this is the first commute in months that I didn't have to turn on the headlights of my car the moment I left our driveway.
Should I continue driving behind the dump truck, letting the sand, gravel & grit sand-blast away the paint of my car, or do I continue driving behind the micro sub-compact car with a box spring & mattress twice the size of the vehicle precariously tied to the top and flapping dangerously in the wind?
There wasn't much choice: there were only the two lanes and the two vehicles were driving in lock-step with each other 5 mph below the posted speed limit.
*sigh*
I ultimately chose the ant-sized car with the box spring & mattress on the theory that death would come quicker if not somewhat padded.
On the good side, the days are indeed getting longer: this is the first commute in months that I didn't have to turn on the headlights of my car the moment I left our driveway.