On the way to the Cities last week, traffic I-94 slowed to a halt right near Monticello. Stop and go, stop and go. If my lane stopped and I slid into the next, that lane would stop and my old lane would move forward.
Frustrating. I felt like a caged animal.
Most people in the cars surrounding me seemed to accept their lot. Down went the windows, back went the sunroof and on came the tunes. It was a beautiful afternoon and they seemed to enjoy it.
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