The perils of a beautiful road and the whispering danger

Yesterday was a trying day. I have already posted the details of how I got hit on my left side from a car turning right. Interesting thing today was during breakfast the radio mentions how women are better drivers than men, less risk takers, more courteous and more considerate. If you ask me right now what I think about that;  I have to say that it makes no difference.  Which gender is the driver is unimportant because what I have to content everyday out on the road is who society is making us try to do 36 hours worth of task and still get 8 hours of sleep. How can we fit so much. Why is time to ridiculously wasted on things we can not get a positive experience from?  What are all these tasks turning us into ? Robots and more importantly we are becoming immune to determine what is really making us happy, to simplify our lives so we can appreciate the blue in the sky, the green on the grass, the smile from a stranger and the kindness of others. As you can see in this blog, my continues theme is kindness and faith in humanity. After my trying day and searching for a place to stay in the next town, (Remington, VA) I knock on the door of the church only to have the neighbors come and check that I was okay and get the pastor to give me permission to use the pavilion, but instead:  I was giving the inside of the church where I had water, air conditioner, and out of the elements. This journey’s theme continues to be the people, the miles and everything that comes with it , will come; the memories are not only on the color, brightness , and topography; it is what others are willing to show us. A smile, a gesture and an offering can and is as blue as the morning sky and warm as the sun.