It occurs to me that this comic may be a good metaphor for how finding contentment in life may look to others who are discontent. You should know, for your own sanity, that when i drive up steep hills on my scooter, i move over to the shoulder and let others pass me. I do enjoy getting swept up in the moment of driving exactly 55 kmph, my scooter is a 2004 honda ruckus, and that was deemed “Fast enough” in 2004 i guess. New ruckus’ go up to 65, and yamaha speed-restricted scooters go up to 70, but whatever. Sometimes, speed is more of a feeling and less of a number. …unless you’re going up a steep hill. Then speed is something i don’t really like to talk about.
Anyways, have a good thursday!