Driving home from one of my two contract jobs earlier this week, I got stopped in traffic.
But I did not mind. Some situations deserve patience. A long line of vehicles sat, with drivers unconcerned about the time that they might lose. People’s hands dangled out of their car windows. I could hear a radio behind me, music drifting along the line. No one honked. Not a soul slammed their door open and paced in the road. We waited. When the impediment cleared, engines started and we moved forward.
As I took my turn, I wondered whether I could get the five miles to Rio Vista to see it all over again, as I drove into town for groceries, across the Rio Vista Bridge.
#deltalife What can I say? It’s grand. Just grand.
It’s the fourteenth day of the sixtieth month of My Year Without Complaining. Life continues.