Excerpt from my blog today:
While driving today, I experienced several hours of maximum satisfaction. The weather was beautiful, the winds were mild, spring-green foliage covered the Tennessee countryside, freeway traffic was light, the road was smooth, the truck engine hummed and the tires sang as if they too were pleased with their circumstances.
The conditions were great but the satisfaction came not from them. It came from knowing that there was nothing else I would rather be doing and nowhere else I would rather be at the time. I did not want to be older or younger, or in a different job, or in a different place, or moving faster or moving slower. Thoughts about money, regrets about the past, concerns about the future and other such things disappeared like a light summer cloud fading into a rich blue sky.
It was a natural high that I sometimes get when driving the truck. It comes not when I reach for more, but when I cling to less.
While driving today, I experienced several hours of maximum satisfaction. The weather was beautiful, the winds were mild, spring-green foliage covered the Tennessee countryside, freeway traffic was light, the road was smooth, the truck engine hummed and the tires sang as if they too were pleased with their circumstances.
The conditions were great but the satisfaction came not from them. It came from knowing that there was nothing else I would rather be doing and nowhere else I would rather be at the time. I did not want to be older or younger, or in a different job, or in a different place, or moving faster or moving slower. Thoughts about money, regrets about the past, concerns about the future and other such things disappeared like a light summer cloud fading into a rich blue sky.
It was a natural high that I sometimes get when driving the truck. It comes not when I reach for more, but when I cling to less.
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