“Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don’t complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don’t bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!” – Bob Marley


The long drives…

Anything above an hour drive is a long drive in my book. I’ll have KPCC (NPR) playing for background noise and thoughts in my head.

I never get philosophical in showers like most people do, my creative thinking happens when I’m on the road. I find this weird. I got to work after driving for an hour and a half, and now I have some downtime.

In my car, I was asking questions to myself. Questions like, “What is driving me?” and “What will be my first job after college?” The questions were just popping up. But I never really answered them. I thought of potential answers instead. The final question I had after shift my car into park was, “How well do I know myself?”

I find this very weird that this happens to me most if not every time I am on the road for an extended period.

Do you have an odd place or activity that sparks the creative juices in your head?