Ah, traffic. This is something I could literally spend hours talking about. (I mean, discussing it should be equivalent to the time I spend in it, no?)
I have a love/hate relationship with my daily commute. (I may have even mentioned that a time or two). It's easy to get frustrated at the futility of moving two feet forward, but it's just as easy to be excited about it.
On my way home the other day I was thinking about what traffic in the Northern Virginia/D.C. metro area has taught me, and I was surprised at the life lessons I came across.
There's always another way. You can always find a different road to get you where you need to be.
The scenic route can be better. Frustrating because it's not as direct yes, but oh so rewarding, because it helps you find beauty in unexpected places.
Sometimes things are just crappy. Traffic stinks for no good reason, things don't go your way, but life still goes on.
Being alone with your thoughts is underrated. When your cell phone dies, and traffic is at a standstill, it can be surprisingly thought-provoking. Some of my best ideas have come from my time in the car.
Laughter really is the best medicine. I mean really, driver who zoomed around me? You moved exactly ten feet - I hope you revel in it, because I'm laughing at your foolish antics - and thank you for teaching me to laugh instead of being angry.
It's the simple pleasures in life that really matter. A cool breeze, a good song, and maybe a drink from Starbucks can boost my mood even in the most crappy of days. The end.
Have you ever stopped to think about lessons you've learned from a daily routine? Do you have a long/bad commute to work? Do you find that time frustrating or rewarding?