7 hours on the road today. 370 miles. traffic is like some sort of balancing act between harmony and dissonance. i usually see myself as the type of person who naturally veers to the right lane to dodge the drivers with aggression issues. it isn’t worth it to try to compete with or out-maneuver them. why even bother? the sooner they are out of one’s lane, one’s view and one’s life, the better. that is why we, in the right lane, are, as a sub-culture, happier.
until a truck going 20 mph slower suddenly cuts in front of us. then, against all our instincts, all of our right-lane aspirations suddenly disintegrate, and we become the left-laners we have spent our lives trying to avoid. it helps to keep reminding one’s self where one is most content. just get out of their way and let them pass.
avoid the competition.
which is completely anti-thetical to everything i’ve been been taught since infancy.