I’ve been enjoying taking things slowly lately…
A 4:30 am alarm ignites the day. A cup of coffee with some light ambient music fills the air as the sun rises. Focused gym time helps get my blood flowing. Breakfast eaten at a comfortable pace gives me the nutrition I need. A half hour to get Ivy ready for daycare is enough time to lovingly interact and socialize with my one year old daughter. Another half hour to get her to daycare (the trip is only 20 minutes) allows for a safe journey.
This morning, I made an observation. Most people are in a hurry. On the way to day care, I negotiated a tailgater, three non-signaled lane changers, a near miss, two ill-yielded right-of-ways, and a middle finger. It wasn’t the worst traffic experience, but it was enough to think about how much of a drag morning traffic can be sometimes.
Is there a solution? Probably not. I’ve found that the best way to not get a speeding ticket is to obey traffic laws. As a rule, I follow the rules.
Still, it’s no fun to be in a hurry.
The odd thing is, when I examine this slower life, I find that I’m doing more. My actions have purpose. I don’t have a need to repeat tasks, double check things, or second guess. I feel more efficient, less frantic. Peace is nice. I saw a commercial last night that would lead me to believe that if I didn’t have the fastest phone, somehow I was missing out. I don’t think so.
I’ve been enjoying taking things slowly lately.
