"That's a stop sign!" my mom warned me as I sped toward an intersection on our way to Target.
I slowed in time, and then shrugged. "It was four-way," I laughed, but I was also problem-solving the near miss.
We had just passed the YMCA near her home, and Mom had asked me where ours was at home. As I eased through the stop sign, I realized that I was 1000 miles away in the navigation part of my brain, visualizing the directions to get to the Y in Arlington. When I almost missed the next turn, I ended the conversation and focused on the route ahead.
Turns out? I can't be in two places at once and follow the rules of the road!
I slowed in time, and then shrugged. "It was four-way," I laughed, but I was also problem-solving the near miss.
We had just passed the YMCA near her home, and Mom had asked me where ours was at home. As I eased through the stop sign, I realized that I was 1000 miles away in the navigation part of my brain, visualizing the directions to get to the Y in Arlington. When I almost missed the next turn, I ended the conversation and focused on the route ahead.
Turns out? I can't be in two places at once and follow the rules of the road!
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