Motivated Mom and I were traveling this weekend. As we drove along the interstate, we watched drivers weaving in and out, side to side, fast and slow, all in hopes of making it to the front of the line. A line that had no front, for the steady lines of cars went on for as far as we could see.
Inevitably we ended up closing in on those same cars a few miles ahead - all the other drivers' boobing and weaving having been for naught.
While Motivated Mom and I had shared snacks and stories - those other anxious drivers had no doubt driven their blood pressures to the boiling point.
And for what?
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