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press on.

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commuting 

to and from school each day

is always a bit of an adventure/misadventure

depending upon one’s perspective.

it’s not unusual for me

to get a hands-free text or call

from one of my teaching partners 

in response to something going on in the road ahead:

 an animal crossing, tire blowout, accident, truck spill, something on fire,

weather delays, political motorcade, funeral procession,

waving mascots, emergency vehicles, pop-up detours, construction,

or that old standby:

unusually heavy traffic due to the no-reason reason.

at this point

i turn up my music or book.

 whoever happens to arrive first

will let our office know that the other

may be on time,

or

10  minutes late,

or

will arrive at a yet to be determined time before school lets out for the day.

fortunately we work with a very understanding administration.

the only thing i’ve learned to expect

is that 

  with each curve of the road

there is the very real possibility of a new surprise. 

“all you need is the plan, the road map, and the courage to press on to your destination.”

– earl nightingale

 

 

 

 

image credit: tokyoweekender

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get in line.

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safe travels.

“if all the cars in the united states were placed end to end,

it would probably be labor day weekend.”

-doug larson

 

 

image credit: national toy museum (record for world’s longest line of toy cars)

life is too short for traffic. ~dan bellack

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there is something wrong with this.

it’s like starting out your journey

by surrendering to the inevitable traffic jam,

knowing you’ll be frustrated and angry.

what about making

a tiny carry-out espresso cup

instead

that reads:

“just a quick shot to enjoy

as we’re sure you will

soon be arriving

at your destination?” 

i could really go for that.

breakfast jam

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looking back at my week and remembering how it started out, with a literal standstill. almost to work, just a few miles away, and traffic ground to a dead halt. all lanes full, no one moving an inch. switched from cd to radio and heard power lines were down across this busy road due to overnight storm, and that the road was closed less than one mile ahead. numerous warnings to avoid this road at any cost. too late. stuck in the middle of it all. any traffic trying to go through would be diverted to do a u-turn and headed back in the opposite direction. nowhere for me to turn off as just offices and businesses on my side, until i could get to the next mile road. 

settled in for a bit of a wait, texted my teaching partners, and just watched it unfold around me. the diverted traffic began to back up going in the other direction, emergency vehicles tried to get through, to rescue people somehow getting into accidents going 3 mph. perhaps not letting each other into their lane? watched people in other cars, most on cells, out of cars trying to see what was going on ahead, listening to music, coming up with strategies, calling into work and wherever they needed to be, trying to move to the ‘best lane.’ people walked by, moving faster than the traffic. 

saw a helicopter arrive overhead, people jockeyed for position, cars continued to crawl ahead and up and over. finally got close to the next mile road where i could turn, saw a firetruck pulled all the way across the road ahead of me. 1 mile of distance had equaled 1 hour of time. made my move, made my turn, oops – that road was closed for construction. determined. followed a rogue line of cars through a neighborhood, somehow emerged on the other side of it all, back on my original busy road i needed to be on, got back on track to where i was going, looked to my left, saw a full moon. 

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Americans will put up with anything provided it doesn’t block traffic. – Dan Rather