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STORY OF THE DAY: Wednesday
Odometer of Life
Life is a highway some say. That's a good way to look at it. I imagine
myself as traveling on the road of life at about 60 miles per hour.
That's
1 mile for every minute. I have lived for roughly 12.5 million minutes
which, in this imagination, means my life's odometer would read
12,500,000
miles, and I am still in good shape - not bad. But now I wonder how I
spent those minutes - those miles.
I wonder how many of those miles I spent watching the road, or how many
I
spent looking out the window.
I wonder how many of those miles I spent looking in my mirror and not
paying attention to how fast I was going.
I wonder how many of those miles I drove in circles, and how many times
I
must have ignored the road signs. - They're there, we just need to pay
attention.
I wonder how many of those miles I couldn't steer because I was drunk,
and
how many accidents I may have caused.
I wonder how many of those miles I spent feeling sorry for myself, or
how
many I spent singing my favorite songs on the radio.
I wonder how many of those miles I drove for me, and how many I drove
for
someone I care about.
I wonder how many of those miles I passed someone on the side of the
road
and didn't stop to help.
I wonder how many of those miles I wore my seatbelt, and how many I
drove
with no hands.
I wonder how many of those miles I spent alone, and how many I spent
laughing with friends and family along for the ride in the passenger
seats.
...I wonder how many miles I will drive before I know where I'm
going..."
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