I was driving home from Boston to Cold Spring early Sunday morning and decided that rather than speed (which maybe, just maybe I have a tendency to do. I'm a vata. I can't help it.) I would use the oft neglected cruise control. So I set it for 55 (which really means 75) and cruised from the Mass Pike to Rte 84 as the sun rose. I very quickly realized that cruise control was a complete meditation on staying centered. Immediately, I could feel the need for speed as people rushed by me. And a bit of anxiety if I was moving faster than the group of cars I approached. How exactly do we stay solid on our own path when everything else is moving by at different speeds? how hard is it to be constant on an ever changing highway? It's really hard.
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