And Now For Something Completely Different -or- White Line Fever

Wow, what a change. I have left the white collar world of retailing for (in the words of Monty Python) "something completely different".

As I glided down Highway 23, heading toward Boothville, the sun was shining, the temperature was about seventy degrees, the humidity was around fifty percent, and the diesel engine was purring quite nicely. Then, suddenly, it hit me - "white-line-fever". It felt great to be out on the open road.

I have had ex drivers tell me how much they miss the "hotshot" lifestyle. Now I understand it. There is definitely something addictive about the freedom of the road.

The South Louisiana scenery has a certain understated beauty that I hadn't noticed in quite some time. The flatness of the terrain matches the flatness of the subtly varied Cajun accents. Each slightly different, depending on which bayou you follow, as it winds it's way down to the Gulf of Mexico. As the first day of spring unfolded, the water was a deep, rich blue, a perfect counterpoint to the still mostly light brown marsh grass, accented with the occasional sprig of bright, Eastery green just beginning to tentatively emerge.

The pelicans and egrets seemed to revel and frolic, and rejoice the the Earth's annual renewal. Who could blame them. While I could never match their revelry and frolicking, my heart was certainly rejoicing.

As I pondered this, I began to really miss the fluorescent world in which I had worked for most of my adult life. I began to miss the pressure of the sales floor I had so enjoyed while attempting to sell automobiles last year. I miss these things as much as I miss ... uhhh ... puberty, Junior High School, the feeling of inferiority my ex-wife always managed to evoke within me, my tonsils, nineteen eighties hair styles (etc., etc., you get the picture) ...

Change is good. I figure the more varied and diverse experiences we have in this life, the deeper and more well rounded a person we will become. I feel more alive now than I have in quite some time.

Sure, I know I'll be blogging at some point, whining about the traffic, and stupid drivers, and the potholes, but for now – it's all good.