The View From The Driver's Seat

I love my daily commute. Seriously. I think of it as my "me" time, away from all the pressures of work: the irritating co-workers, the deadlines, the ringing phone, the endless emails, you get the picture. In my car, there's no one who wants anything from me; it's just me and God. My co-workers all think I'm nuts because I actually enjoy driving all that way, twice a day, every day (although I will admit that it's not so much fun in the winter). But I enjoy it. And because Dad commuted to work every day, I grew up thinking that's just what people do. I have to admit, I can't quite understand why my co-workers look at me like I've lost my mind when I say I enjoy the drive every day. But I digress. I use the time in the morning to plan my day, talk to God, talk to myself (yes, I do talk to myself, but as of yet I haven't started answering myself - if that happens then I'll start worrying) or just crank up the tunes and sing along, which is my favourite way to spend the time - I refer to it as "car karaoke". At the end of the day, I use the time to decompress before I get home. I'm telling you...there's nothing better after a lousy day at the office than cruising along on open highway on a bright sunny day with good music in the CD player. It's one of the best forms of therapy there is, in my opinion. I sometimes feel quite privileged because I get to watch the changing of the seasons, the rising and setting of the sun, I get to see the baby animals in the spring and sometimes I get to see wildlife. I love to look acorss an open field and unexpectedly see a herd of deer grazing. That is truly a special thing.

TTFN!