A thought from my commute

...Actually my drive to work and my drive back home afterwards were both filled with thoughts; however, it's late (and I need to get some sleep), so for the moment I'm only going to mention this one. In the morning, after getting on 33, I switched to the left lane, passed a school bus, and switched back to the right lane. Driving home, I passed a dump truck of some sort, and then a cab of a tractor trailer (without any trailer). And.. though it's probably just a norm of highway driving (moving ahead of slower-moving large vehicles), I felt a little bad about it. The drivers of these large vehicles are probably depending on driving them as their jobs. And we, in the much smaller cars, SUVs, and minivans, feel the need to move over, zip ahead, and move back in front of them -- because they are driving a little bit under the speed limit, and in this fast-paced world, we all feel the need to drive a little bit above it. It's sort of like not-so-discreetly moving around and in front of an older lady or gentleman on a sidewalk, so that you can rush ahead... seems a tad disrespectful. Okay, maybe that's a little far-fetched, and hey, I moved ahead of these vehicles too. But I couldn't help feeling it was another sign of how everyone is so caught up in what they've got to do, where they've got to go, the rush and business of the day, that we forget that we're all people, living together in this world...

Hmm. Maybe Tuesdays with Morrie is sticking in my mind more than I realized? :P That's probably a good thing, though. :)