It dawned on me this morning that I am most content in the middle lane, even though several of you have known this about me for a long time. In the right lane your always getting passed. In the left lane your always having to pass… or you have someone riding up your back to get you to move faster. I had a friend call me Mr. Beige one time.
Life in the middle lane. Your not bored and you’re not moving so fast your missing life, your still required to think. And as any of who have kids know, life moves fast enough.