People find out where I live and how far I commute everyday and can’t imagine doing it themselves. They want to know how I spend so much time in the car everyday. They tell me that I’m missing out on valuable free time I could be spending doing other things. But what they don’t realize is they are the ones missing out. Cause see, my drive in to work every morning takes me down about 15 miles of highway that is out and away from the city. And what they also don’t realize is that along this highway I get to see so much. I see us move through the actual seasons. I see the first leaves change. I travel through icy mornings where every branch is frozen and glistening and watch the trees break when the icy weight gets to be too much. I see the first green emerge in spring. I drive through fog and under fog. I see the sun drop off the horizon. I smell the rain. I hear the quiet. I watch it snow and then melt. I watch the hawks patrol the roadsides. Everyone else hustles and bustles through the neighborhoods and city streets of suburbia and they miss this all. Suddenly its winter and they don’t know where the fall went. I do…I saw it happen. So yea, I might spend a little more time in the car…but at the sacrifice of a few extra minutes everyday I get to see.