Friday, February 6, 2009

I'd like some traffic jam with my toast please?

I was tooling through downtown Palm Springs the other day, not long after I had returned from the MidWest and the snow and ice storm (which was stunningly beautiful, by the way). The day was incredible. It was sunny and the wind had that velvety feel to it when it blows across your skin...not too hot, not too cool...just baby bear perfect...

I had the windows down and the moon roof open...the radio was on and blasting 70s rock with 106 minutes of commercial-free rock greats...needless to say, I was loving life. It was just special, ya know? I'm setting up the scene for you folks here...

So I'm driving down the road, the usual suspects are darting in and out of the traffic...the 108 year old blue hair who should have had her license taken away about four face jobs ago because her eyes are pulled so tightly, she no longer has the peripheral vision to see my car driving down the center of the road, where it has every right to be if I'm driving it at 50 mph, I mean, as opposed to doing that sort of thing on the sidewalk...anyway, she just rolls her little Mercedes out there at about 8 mph without regard to me or the semi barreling down on her...but that's okay, cause it's a breezy, easy day and it's all good...it's okay Maude, have a nice day, you and your new face, just get home safe...

So I'm continuing to drive and the mountains are beautiful and even the air is clean and clear and the traffic is slowing down and...oh! look!, there's one of those cute little Smart For Two cars right next to me...little yellow thing with a black roof...."hi!"..."cute car"...I'm waving...a little blonde is driving....she waves back...we're communicating....she probably gets this all the time....you know, with that car and all...people just LOVE those cars....oh! we're still side by side here...hmmm...we're past "our" moment....don't look at her....I'm driving an SUV...obviously, I'm not as "green" as her....maybe if I drive slower she'll pass me by and it won't be so awkward...no...she's still there....eyes forward....la la la....oh cool, she's turning left...whew....moving on...

I think I'll get in the far left lane now...oh! road work ahead...bottling up...here we go...interesting...these guys working...they don't look grim...no one looks grim...in fact, what is that look?...is that?...is that?...is that okay-ness?...are those burly dudes okay with their jobs?...could they even be ummmmm "pleased" to be working?....I think they are!....that's my take on this....that's absolutely the feeling I'm getting....their body language is fluid and big and they're cohesive in their movements, they're chummy, they're actually working and expressing a kind of friendship...this is pleasant to watch...this is a new perspective on being in a traffic jam...if it means that people are working and supporting their families, heck yea, I'll wait...go on big guys, tear up that street and put it back together...take home that paycheck...

Tough times are here, but so is a new perspective...we just have to keep it in front of us...appreciate what we have, be tender with the people we love, and look for the laughter every day...Long work hours may be difficult but they're WORK hours, not IDLE hours...somethings are way worse....

3 comments:

Em Dog said...

I love days like these and I seem to be having more of them lately. . . maybe it's my increased appreciation for everything. . . .or, maybe it's because Clark's getting older and not so ornery. Either way. . .it's good!

The Katzbox said...

it is good isn't it?...it'a all inside out, not the other way around...I'm glad you know that at such a young age....yikes, you're almost scary....

Eli Bowman said...

Yeah, it's a good one.