Traffic, if there is one thing that is guarenteed to annoy me it is traffic. But you live in Canberra, I hear you say, there is no such thing. And in reality, you are right. My idea of traffic is loads of cars moving slowly. I don't think I could cope living somewhere like Sydney with actual traffic that really grinds to a halt.
Anyway, this morning I had to come to work via a rather circuitous route. And it was raining, which instantly doubles the traffic as people abandon public transport and a walk for a nice dry drive. As much as I plotted various routes in my head, I knew I was going to start my week with a whole pile of frustrating traffic.
But somehow it didn't happen. Yes there were loads of cars and even some slow spots, but somehow I just got green light after green light. There were no accidents, there were considerate drivers. It was like the driving gods were on my side.
And because I went a different way, I got to see the sight of an avenue of trees where every leaf was gold and the trunks dark almost black from the rain, just as a beam of sun broke through the cloud and lit them up. It was such an unexpected surprise and to be honest a really great way to start the day.