Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Beauty in Backroads

I took the backroads home from work today. Normally, I don't do backroads—I'm a speeding type of gal. But today, I just wasn't in the mood for frantic freeway traveling. Going 45 mph suited me to a tee. And the stop lights didn't bother me one iota.

Instead of pounding the steering wheel and honking at slow movers in front of me—like I'm sometimes known to do—I took some cleansing breaths, laid my head back and hummed a happy tune. I don't know. Maybe I'm maturing in my old age.

At any rate, I got home all mellowed and mild, calm and collected. I think I'll take the backroads again tomorrow. The tranquil woman in the driver's seat is growing on me. ♦

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  1. Sweet sister of mine, I learned this trick a number of years ago, when I realized the drive home from work was stressing me out. Since then, the slow lane is where you'll find me. It really is amazing the difference it makes in your mood and in the day. I'm sure it's difficult, since I do know you to be Miss Speedy, but I guess you can teach an old dog a new trick, huh? :)

  2. ah...

    My life IS a back road. Your post reminds me to appreciate that and enjoy it.

  3. I live only five minutes from work, and sometimes I miss my old backroad commute, for that very reason. :)