Morning Traffic


While looking out of the window of his car, he realized that being stuck in traffic wasn’t so bad after all. Instead of anguishing because of the thought of receiving a tardiness memo, he took advantage of the moment to observe the things around him. 

He felt a certain kind of calm; he seized the moment to free his mind. Unexpectedly, he has found his quiet time for the day. Being at that moment, that unconventional peace, gave him a different perspective. That standstill allowed him to notice the things around him that he normally took for granted. The quaint, old houses; that little coffee shop, the furniture shop, the small bakery, and the green, flowery garden were all but new experiences for him. There weren’t really unusual or new about the things he saw. What surprised him was the fact that he was seeing these things just now when he had been passing by this avenue for the last two years now.

He took stock of the things that he was supposed to do that weekend – the grocery, clean the garage and pull out weeds in the backyard. Most of these, he thought, were not really urgent and could wait another week. He thought about his wife. It had been three weeks since they last went out on a date. Perfect. This, he thought, was a place that his wife would also surely love. 

He decided they would give this place a visit this coming Saturday. He thought of the lovely afternoon in the coffee shop or the scent of fresh leaves at the garden store. How nice it must be to have a slice of sans rival and a cup of hot, black coffee, with the cool afternoon breeze to set the mood. He smiled to himself. They would visit the plant garden shop after their coffee and buy some new pots for their own small garden.

He was in the middle of his daydream when he was suddenly jolted by the horn of the car blowing behind him. He didn’t notice that the green light was on. It was time to head off to the office. At least, for the coming weekend, he had something to look forward to.

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