Stopped at a red light,
I grip the steering wheel hard,
worried I’ll be late.
All the gripping in the world
won’t make the light change
faster. What needs to change is
me. I sigh, let go, relax.
JDG
Stopped at a red light,
I grip the steering wheel hard,
worried I’ll be late.
All the gripping in the world
won’t make the light change
faster. What needs to change is
me. I sigh, let go, relax.
JDG
A welcome lesson for all of today. (And every day.)
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