This morning I drove into work jamming out to my Pandora rock station. Sevendust, my all-time favorite band, was on. I was tapping the wheel and focusing on the car in front of me. I was approaching a typical slow-down spot of the 163 where construction is ongoing currently to the Balboa bridge. Suddenly I catch out of my peripheral vision a car approaching that seemed to be getting a little too close to me. It was a matter of a few seconds that I slam onto my breaks as they cut off and squeeze in front of me right before we all exit onto the off-ramp for I-5.
It's happened countless times to me. It's a popular San Diego scenario. (Not to say it doesn't happen in Chicago, but I've noticed a dramatic increase with CA drivers) Instead of being upset for yet 1 more driver's reckless behavior, I just sighed and went on with jamming out to Sevendust.
Then the thought occurred to me: I have gotten used to San Diego traffic. I'm no longer outraged by people who would risk their lives, and the potential lives of others, just to save a second or two in drive time. You REALLY don't get to your destination that much faster by being 4 cars ahead of the line. Is 2 minutes worth the risk of your life, and the life of others?
This used to set me on fumes months ago. Now? Barely a flicker of anger. It's just how things are out here.
That's probably a healthier attitude, though. Being outraged for something I cannot control- the actions of others- is probably not good for me.
In other news, things are continuing well on the home front! We are beginning discussions of what our life will be like, what steps we will take, once he has completed his military life. He has assured me there is nothing that can convince him at this point to stay in the military, or in San Diego. It's nice to have a life partner who's views are the same as yours.
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