Doesn't it always seem to be the way when you're in a rush? What used to DRIVE ME INSANE was when I was behind a ridiculously slow driver, especially one that was in a hurry just to cut in front of me or caused me to miss a green light. Now I tell myself that it's one of my guardian angels guiding me because I was too stressed or rushed, and something bad was bound to happen. Their divine intervention (in the form of a slooooow driver) leads me safely to my destination. It's amazing how cool you become when you think of it this way.
