Reflections at the stoplight

I was at a stoplight yesterday, just thinking and singing along with the radio. It was one of those long stoplights so I started to wonder about the people sitting at and going through the intersection. Then I went to the next stoplight and realized (obviously) a whole new set of people at this stoplight with a whole new set of stories. I took the time at each light yesterday to just take in the world around me. My thoughts in no particular order.

• Who's moving with that Penske truck and where are they moving? I wonder if it's a happy or sad occasion
• I bet that UPS guys makes people's day every day. I know I love getting a package!
• Where are the people in the van next to me going?
  
• That girl needs to stop driving so fast. She's going to wipe out. And for me to think she's driving too fast, it's bad.
  
• I'm sure that guy driving that big crane truck works really hard to provide for his family
• Man, I'm sure glad it snowed. It looks so much better with snow on the ground
• Dude! The light's still red! Don't go! Oh, boy - lucky.
• There's the rec center. I need to get my exercise on.
• Critical Care Paramedic Ambulance? I sure hope there is no one in there.
• I wonder how many of these people are going through what we are with Grandpa's dementia....
• Those construction workers outside are admirable. I couldn't work outside when it's single digits.
• Look at all the snow blades on those pickups. I miss landscaping. And plowing snow. There's something fun about ramming snow into a big pile.