Sometimes I wonder. Why is everybody always in such a hurry? Just about any time I drive down the freeway with my cruise control set at the speed limit, the vast majority of people are flying by me, desperate to arrive at their destination as soon as possible. Because of this, I’m almost always in the slow lane, and I rarely have to get out of it to pass another vehicle.
As I’ve gotten older, I’ve started setting my cruise control below the speed limit more and more often. I’ve began driving my truck at a comfortable and steady 55 mph. I pretty much never pass anybody when I do that. Not even the old folks.
When I do have to go somewhere that requires the use of a freeway, I like my driving time. I like to turn on some quiet tunes and just sit there and think. I like the time away from everything electronic, away from the bustle of life, and away from the need to be doing something right now.
Every minute that I can buy for myself is one less minute of stress in my life.
Don’t get me wrong. Sometimes I’m running late and I have to jet. Sometimes there is so much traffic that I have no choice but to follow its flow for safety reasons. Sometimes I find myself flying down the freeway at 75 or 80 for no reason at all.
But usually, you can find me punkering along in the right lane, bobbing my head to the music, cruise control set at 55.
I wish everybody would see the same benefit and relaxation that comes with slowing the heck down a little more often. I wish everybody would take an occasional breather from whatever urgent matter always seems to be sitting on the platter of life. I mean, the majority of people only drive a handful of miles on the freeway at a time. At most they’re arriving at their destinations minutes before they otherwise would have. Why waste the extra gas and extra money? Why make the roads a little less safe in the process? Why exchange valuable thinking and relaxation time for more brain busting and busy time?
I’ve hooked a few people on the concept of slowing it down on the freeway. Many people have driven with me and at first complained about how slow I drive. After I explain why, they usually shrug their shoulders unable to understand. Many of them come back and tell me later on that they’re now converted to my way of driving.
If you’re a real adventurest, do yourself a favor and try it. Enjoy the journey and stop focusing on the destination. You may find that you get a lot more done in a lot less time just because you gave your mind a few extra minutes alone.
Dan Pearce, Single Dad Laughing
PS. Any other slow drivers out there? Anybody else dislike the “rush” as much as I do? Anybody else generally not care when they hit a traffic jam? Anybody think it’s silly to drive slow?