I live about 8 miles from my workplace, so it’s about 20 minutes each way everyday on the freeway, SPID to be precise.
During that time, I’ve had a lot of time to contemplate.
And it struck me the other day that life is a lot like driving on the freeway.
For example, on the freeway, you always want to avoid those big overloaded dump trucks with debris falling out at any time.
If you follow too closely behind, one of that debris might hit your windscreen and shatter it or if a bigger piece falls out, worse things might happen.
Or those old relics chugging along belching black fumes.
If you’re behind those, and if you’ve got the vents on outside air (which I prefer to do) be prepared to breathe in all that smoke.
Then there’re the huge 18 wheelers.
Luckily, most of the drivers of these monster trucks have gone to truck school and are courteous and do not try to flex their muscles.
I did have one scary moment once on a mountain road west of Kerrville when it appeared as if one of them was trying to run me off the road.
So stay clear of 18 wheelers if you can because size wise, you don’t stand a chance against them.
And then there’re those drivers who cut you off.
Once, I was in the fast lane and the driver in front of me was deliberately driving slowly.
So I changed to the next lane to overtake him and he immediately sped up so I could not get in front of him.
Knowing he was playing a game, I decided to bide my time and drove patently behind him and eventually he got tired of it and moved away.
So the freeway is full of hazards.
The key is to be on the constant lookout, to be alert.
I’ve found the best thing to do is to keep a distance between me and all the other vehicles—to create a so-called bubble.
That could be hard to do during rush hour but it works most of the time.
In life too, I’ve found the principle works well.
Stay away from the toxicity of the smoke belchers, the overloaders who will drop their trash on you, the inconsiderate people who are only out for themselves, the big bullies who know they’re bigger than you.
And especially those who are out to make your life miserable for no other reason than to have fun at your expense.
The good thing of course is that these are exceptions to the rules.
The good thing is that you don’t see smoke belchers everyday on the freeway, or overloaded dump trucks or inconsiderate people, or big bullies.
Because most of the time, people are remarkably courteous on the freeway.
Most of the time, driving home on the freeway is a pleasure, especially after a long day at work, a time for quiet contemplation and dreams, while listening to your favorite music.