
As I unenthusiastically climbed into my car this morning to head to work, I sensed that I wasn’t feeling like my normally chipper self. I attribute my mornings blue mood to lack of sleep and dreary weather.
To top it off, I had the pleasure of crawling along the freeway in bumper-to-bumper traffic. I began studying my fellow driver’s multi-tasking. It was mind-boggling. One woman was talking on her cell phone, holding what looked to be directions spread across the wheel in one had and had a coffee in the other hand. I also witnessed a black Honda cut off a driver in a green minivan. An eruption of honking ensued followed by hands with lonely fingers flying in the air. I took in a deep breath and realized that it’s up to me to change my outlook for the day.
So, I reached over to the console, let my fingers channel surf, and found an energetic tune on the radio. Surprisingly, it just happened to be one of my favorites. Slowly, my fingers started tapping the steering wheel and my head started bopping to the beat. Before I realized, my hips were shaking, my shoulders were shimmying and my body was moving. Next, the song started flowing from my lips. I belted out the words as if I was singing for my life on American Idol. I felt like a star.
Just as the second chorus started I became startled, and as I surveyed the cars next to me, found that I had an audience. Sheesh, what have I gotten myself into now? My mind raced back to my college speech class, feeling as if I was standing on the stage, completely naked, out there for people to see, to judge me and to laugh. It was devastating. I had a choice in front of me, I could succumb to the feelings that made me cower with embarrassment, or I could choose to put myself out there and dance like there was no tomorrow. So I did. I was rocking out, singing as loud as I could. It felt great, refreshing, my lungs felt invigorated. Surprisingly, one of the suits in the car next to me, let out what looked like a good laugh. Hey, if I could inspire a chuckle or two in someone’s day, it was worth it.
As I neared the last corner before turning in to the parking garage at work, I felt a sense of relief. It was a blissful feeling. I blurted out an enthusiastic “GOOOD Morning” to the parking attendant, who usually has a frown on her face, and waved to her as I drove up the floors to park and start my day. Today, I said to myself, will be a great day!
To top it off, I had the pleasure of crawling along the freeway in bumper-to-bumper traffic. I began studying my fellow driver’s multi-tasking. It was mind-boggling. One woman was talking on her cell phone, holding what looked to be directions spread across the wheel in one had and had a coffee in the other hand. I also witnessed a black Honda cut off a driver in a green minivan. An eruption of honking ensued followed by hands with lonely fingers flying in the air. I took in a deep breath and realized that it’s up to me to change my outlook for the day.
So, I reached over to the console, let my fingers channel surf, and found an energetic tune on the radio. Surprisingly, it just happened to be one of my favorites. Slowly, my fingers started tapping the steering wheel and my head started bopping to the beat. Before I realized, my hips were shaking, my shoulders were shimmying and my body was moving. Next, the song started flowing from my lips. I belted out the words as if I was singing for my life on American Idol. I felt like a star.
Just as the second chorus started I became startled, and as I surveyed the cars next to me, found that I had an audience. Sheesh, what have I gotten myself into now? My mind raced back to my college speech class, feeling as if I was standing on the stage, completely naked, out there for people to see, to judge me and to laugh. It was devastating. I had a choice in front of me, I could succumb to the feelings that made me cower with embarrassment, or I could choose to put myself out there and dance like there was no tomorrow. So I did. I was rocking out, singing as loud as I could. It felt great, refreshing, my lungs felt invigorated. Surprisingly, one of the suits in the car next to me, let out what looked like a good laugh. Hey, if I could inspire a chuckle or two in someone’s day, it was worth it.
As I neared the last corner before turning in to the parking garage at work, I felt a sense of relief. It was a blissful feeling. I blurted out an enthusiastic “GOOOD Morning” to the parking attendant, who usually has a frown on her face, and waved to her as I drove up the floors to park and start my day. Today, I said to myself, will be a great day!









