Fast Lane

Hello, hello! It’s one beautiful morning as I sit in front of the window with the warm sun glaring on my face and filling the room with it’s light. Accuweather states today’s forecast as sunny and pleasant. It’s a little cold outside at this very moment to be pleasant, but I’m looking forward to this afternoon.

In just a little bit, me and Lindsay are going over to my mamma’s house to help her out a bit, and then the family is getting together to celebrate Eric’s birthday. He turned 26 on Wednesday. Then we might go catch a flick and take advantage of the rare opportunity that the theaters have something we would want to see.

Lately I’ve been trying to change something that seems more difficult than I had originally imagined. You see, I have this crazy thought that if you’re on the road, you should know how to drive. Unfortunately, either some live inĀ delusionĀ or some don’t see it my way. When I encounter people of this nature, I tend to drive a little more… aggressively, and that’s what I’ve been trying to change. It’s something embedded in me that If I see cars passing me, that I’m losing or something, and I must keep up with them. But I desire to find it relaxing to just coast a few over the limit and not worry about the cars passing. I just get so angry when I come up on a car in the fast lane going right at the speed limit or just under, and they either don’t know they should move over, or they don’t care. So, this makes me have to get in the middle lane to pass someone in the fast lane. Either way, if you’re being passed on the right, under any circumstances (unless for safety and that’s in the case of bad weather and needing to use the middle lane for better traction) you should move over. The left lane is not for cruising, it’s for passing. I digress.

All I’m saying is that I want to slow down, but I’m finding it harder with every clueless motorist or natural whim I come across. I’ve got the right thing at heart, just need to execute a little better.

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