I used to be one of the most efficient drivers on the road, which means I was a real a-hole.
God forbid if you ever stopped in the right turn lane and waited for the light to turn green before merging. And don’t even get me started on the “idiots” who would block the right turn lane by not staying close to the center divider.
People who drove too slow in the fast lane were “morons,” but “psychos” who drove faster than I did deserved a ticket.
I couldn’t even drop off my sons at school without cursing at some “bonehead” who drove an excruciating 20 mph in a school zone clearly marked 25 mph.
Although I’ve gotten much better, I still find myself thinking negative thoughts every time I get behind the wheel. So I’m starting a new daily practice. Every time I drive, I repeat the phrase “May you be free from suffering” whenever someone annoys me with their lack of driving efficiency.
How can we extend love to our enemies if we can’t even forgive a Sunday driver? No one intends to be a bad driver; no one wakes up in the morning and thinks, “How can I delay Kozo’s journey today?”
Maybe the slow drivers are the Universe’s way of reminding us to enjoy the moment, not the destination.
Thank you inefficient drivers for making me realize that human connections are more important than punctuality, efficiency, or gas mileage.
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When do you find yourself thinking negative thoughts about others? Do slow drivers ruin your peace? Please share.