Today, my morning commute, which usually takes 25 minutes, took 1 hour and 20 minutes. From the point of the mountain to Center Street in Orem I followed 6 snowplows.
I only made it up to 20 mph. It was so frustrating.
Normally, my commute doesn’t really bother me because I get to think and ponder. But, this morning, I couldn’t really think. I had to pay attention to the car in front of me. Imagine that.
But, mostly during my commute I daydream and imagine. Lately, all my imagining has been centered around living in a different place. Meeting new people. Cowboys. You know – that sort of thing.
Sigh!
The cowboy thing sounds delicious! Go after that one!