**I’m just getting started. Trying to hit the ground running. Editor is sick. No image this week. Just my thoughts. Sorry if its a tad long.**
I started my morning (insert day) in the best way possible. Just kidding. Some days I get distracted As much as I may try one thing alters my
But I Digress..
I need to focus on the systems and services in my life that control my ability to wake up and be in a good mood,
..but I digress.
I was running late, which as someone who spent some time in the service knows is just bad form. It’s bad personal accountability for one, let alone work accountability.
Again I digress.
On my way to work after getting stuck in the slow lane I have an opportunity to speed up into the fast lane in front of an unmarked sheriff truck. These are things I feel that I should have been able to see if I had not been stuck in my perspective. I usually consider myself an attention-to-detail kind of fellow. My perspective of being stuck behind a slow procession of vehicles on what I considered a usually uncongested stretch of road, while being late, a failing of my own creation.
But this morning, I allowed myself to become agitated. I let my emotions get the best of me.
I baited this Sheriff into pulling me over.
Do I regret that? I don’t think so.
But I digress….
I pulled in front of him and gave him a thumbs up outside my window as I accelerated to pass 2 vehicles on the way to work. Why did I do this?
It’s the aftermath I’d like to focus on.
I deserved a ticket. Not only this but when he flashed his lights and it hit me that I was caught, I pulled left across traffic, so we could both be away from traffic. Even after looking after there is only one place to pull to the right safely and it’s hard to make out, it still could have been interpreted as reckless driving….but I Digress.
He let me go. He didn’t ask for my Insurance. He took my ID and went off to run it after a short conversation. He came back, we had another short conversation. Maybe a short heart to heart. Those don’t always go my way, I have a pattern of speaking my mind, or being misinterpreted..
He notified me of all he could hit me with the book. I told him I knew. I told him I was sorry and I knew I fucked up.
I don’t always get off so easy when it comes to law enforcement. But I hate the easy pass I get sometimes. This is not one of those times.
Should it have been?
Maybe that’s weird to say. Maybe not. I don’t really care though. It shouldn’t be that way. Why didn’t he throw the book at me?
Is it cause I’m white?
I have other stains on my record…
Good Evening and I hope you’re daylight savings was excellent!
All I would like you to focus on in your life is perspective.