Last night it was snowing. It had been snowing since noon. At 8 pm the freeways had been plowed. Now there was a dusting on the road, and the highway was slick.
For the most part people were driving at a reasonable speed for the weather conditions. A set of headlights came up behind me too close to my rear end, even for good weather. When I could, I moved to the right and a Hummer barreled by me. I felt angry at the arrogant and unsafe way in which the truck was being driven.
Hummer-man made it to the end of the turn before going all Disney-on-ice. He did a couple pirouettes in middle of the road and disappeared in an explosion of snow on the shoulder. To be totally honest that is what I wait for when someone drives by in a thoughtless manner.
However, what went through my mind was not a sense of satiated vengence, but a sincere hope that Hummer-man would be more realistic and thoughtful in his driving from here on out. And if I were totally honest, I have to admit that there was a small sense of validation.
Vengence never feels good when it is enacted, but validation does. It feels good when the world turns to you and says "you were right." I think we have to savor those moments because they don't come very often.
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