Only so many minutes in a lifespan.

I am made from a different cloth.

Have you ever, in your life, had the sudden realization that you weren't in the right place? Perhaps you were at a bar and noticed that most of the patrons weren't people you would ever associate with. Maybe, while on a road trip, you chuckled to yourself at the thought of being in a Kentucky truck stop at 3am ever again. It's a sobering thought, exciting, scary, and weird.

I feel like this every single day.

Out of about a million examples, the one that is clawing at me the most today is the frustration I have with the way other people drive.
Is everyone on vacation? I'm not the only person on earth using a car to actually get somewhere, right? Why does everyone, and I really mean everyone (at least in my eyes) driving like they have all the time in the world?
Or maybe I have it flipped; maybe I'm just the only one driving like my time actually means something, and that I value it heavily. Let's be honest: driving already tests your patience, no matter who you are. Traffic, school zones, lights, stop signs, anything that is a hindrance to you and your goal. My long-standing gripe is with those people that make our driving experiences even worse. Case-in-point:
You pull up to a red light, and there is a car in front of you. After waiting about twenty seconds, the light turns green. The driver of the car in front of you does not react right away; they don't even react within 5-7 seconds of the light turning green. Finally, after you and two other cars begin to beep, the driver inches away from the intersection. About 3 blocks down, this sorry parade reaches another red light. Somehow, Captain Apathy is still in front of you. The light turns green, and what happens? The same exact thing.
Do you know how (hopefully) the thought of something like racism or bigotry is absolutely unimaginable to you? How, no matter how hard you tried, you couldn't even wrap your head around it? And you become convinced that anyone who is okay with that sort of thing has to be an alien from another planet? Seriously, like not of this world, because any sane, rational, intelligent human being could see the error of this mindset? This is how I feel about these people. These ignorant, selfish individuals who use a public road like their own "lazy river" from a water park, just blindly roaming around as if they were manning a sailboat which has just caught the slightest of breezes, just beginning to lurch out of it's dead calm.

Make no mistake:
Every second they make you wait, every silent-screaming second, is adding up. They are killing you, just a little. They are stealing seconds away from your life. Laugh if you want, but I enjoy having values that are more important than yours. One man's overreactions are another man's strategic victories. A war isn't won with the largest cannon, but rather the smallest dagger. And let me issue my final stance on this subject;

The act of driving is meant to get you from Point A to Point B. If you are smart enough to be an "efficient" driver, than this also means getting from Point A to Point B as quickly as possible. If this isn't your goal and you find yourself behind the wheel on a public road, do the rest of humanity a favor and pull off to the fucking side. Maybe those other people behind you are actually trying to get shit done. If you are bored to tears or are just waiting to die, please do it somewhere else where you aren't negatively affecting the lives of other people who are smarter and/or less apathetic as you are.