Driving

I'm driving slower and slower these days. Mostly just doing it while not even thinking about it. I look in the mirror, take note of where other cars are positioned compared to a moment earlier and realize that I'm going slower than most. And I don't really care. Just don't care anymore about getting anywhere in a hurry. Maybe it's because I've been tending to leave earlier than what used to be my deeply instilled custom. I used to be terrible about waiting for the last possible moment before departing the house. But since I've reached my "senior years" (according to certain local grocery store first Tuesday of the month definitions) I've been giving myself a little more time to get around. It wasn't like it was a decision made towards a healthier, less stressful lifestyle or anything. It just happened.

I really hate sharing the road with any other cars, trucks, buses, bikes, skate boards, pedestrians, kids on those sticks on wheels, etc... They all make me more than a little nervous. All that weaving in and out of lanes, tailgating, horn honking, being first off the line at red lights and what not. Then there's my pet peeve #37 .... All these kids driving around with faulty mufflers. All that damn noise! Then when all these things are combined and meshed into one big traffic snarl, like at any given 5:00pm on any given Monday through Friday and occasional Saturday/Sunday, it's just overload for me.