FionaLovesShrek
<font color=green>Oompah....Argh!<br><font color=p
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- Aug 12, 2005
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I drive an hour each way to my job every day. At first I thought I would hate it, but I have found it gives me time to see things, like a change of seasons. Over time I have come to identify other commuters. There is one car I call the M&m guy. He is obviously a Dad, green sedan with car full of kid stuff and the M&M guy as his antennae topper. I also pass "Rio Girl" every day, she drives a silver Kia Rio and apparently has her cruise set somewhere between 60-65. Everybody passes her, but she seems to just enjoy her ride every day too. Of course, what has effected me the most is seeing car accidents. I never realized there were so many until I started being on the interstate every day. Last month I was five minutes behind an accident that took the lives of an entire family. I think about them every day when I pass the place they died. Our interstate is divided by a large median of grass. A truck coming from the opposite direction left that side of the Interstate and crashed into a van carrying a mother and her 3 children and their family pet. They were on their way home from a trip. No one made it out alive. I heard that the man driving the truck may have had a heart attack. The interstate was closed for 5 hours and I was there. But instead of being upset I could not go anywhere, I just kept thinking, if I'd left the house 5 minutes earlier, it could have been me. Does anyone else deal with commuting and have you witnessed something like that?

To me, it is sad to think about all that time spent sitting in traffic each week. I am driving through the city, so much of the sights aren't too pretty, and all the traffic is pretty stressful.
