Oftentimes I’ll find myself sitting in traffic and decide I’ll take an alternate route. The alternate route may be of a longer distance or longer total time, but I take it anyways. I will sometimes describe this as a “long cut”. So why decide on this “long cut”? I could sit still and mind my business in the traffic ahead, but sometimes it’s important that I’m making progress.
I wouldn’t describe myself as impatient, at least not on most days. I also am far from the worst driver I know. You may be picturing an impatient jerk who is trying to get around the madness, and that’s not the picture I want to portray. It usually happens when I come to a stop and have the option to turn left (full of backed up traffic) or right (clear sailing but a little longer). Someday’s I’ll choose the left turn and wait patiently, which is good to practice as well, but someday’s it’s important to turn right.
There’s something about the movement, the going, the conquering of every mile, the actual making of the decision and sticking with it. Even if it takes a little longer, ultimately, I don’t care because I feel like I made progress. I’m not sitting stagnant and waiting, watching the people who surround me flailing and screaming because they are unable to move. Sometimes you just get stuck in traffic. Sometimes you can change your course and avoid it.
This is about traffic, but it isn’t only about traffic. By now, hopefully, you’ve equated this to some area of life. Are you sitting in traffic? Are you waiting for somebody else to change the sign for you from “stop” to “slow”? Or do you just want to travel at your own pace, in the other direction?