Rediscover Communication

the adrenaline pumps as they count down the minutes.
some still peeking through the frost of their car window, seeing a line of those that began a few minutes before they could. if only the car would have started at the the first try, if the child would have just tied their shoe without having to recite each step as it came, if i had just sped up alittle on the yellow light instead of slowing in preparation of the red. maybe i could be at the front of that line.
for me the morning walk on the day after thanksgiving is the opposite of the walk a few weeks earlier on deer hunting opener. the normally peaceful walk through town on deer hunting opener is even more peaceful, the town is near silent, rarely does the sound of a vehicle interrupt me from the music in my headphones, or the drifting to that place my mind likes to retreat to once i'm out my front door.
but yesterday morning becomes more like walking through town in the middle of the day. cars in lines, the more repetitive, thump,thump as cars pass over the section separators on the bridge, and the cautious watching for cars, in their unguided search though parking lots for that one spot ten feet closer.
god bless america