I was thinking hard about a novel thing that I was grateful for today. I was at work, doing a late shift, and so my happy moments amidst coffees getting stuffed up, were at a kind of minimal.
But then, when I got in my car to drive home, I was suddenly at peace.
And it wasn’t the fact that I was headed home… sure, that helped. But rather…
It was the ACT of driving home… alone.
I could do what I wanted, how I wanted, when I wanted.
There was no Hubbie taking over the CD player with his music. Baby girl wasn’t telling me “my song!”
It was late. There were few cars around.
I was alone with the ipod.
I was alone with the CDs.
I was alone with the stereo.
I was alone with my thoughts.
I was driving home, heading home, alone in my car, and I gotta tell you, the peace and tranquility that comes with it, is worth driving to work for 🙂