The Psychology of the Fast Lane

Our world is taking us on a ride in the fast lane. Everything is a blur. We are in such a hurry to get to our destination that we don’t even take the time to look at the passing roadside anymore. We are in a race to get “there”, but really, where are we heading?

A lot of times we get on the road and head right over to that left hand lane, even if we can’t get up to the required speed. Unknowingly, we slow down those behind us. It might be the lane that we think we want to be in; the lane we deserve to be in (?) without realizing what is expected while there? Perhaps those pages in the instruction manual were missing when we were handed the book? Not sure if life comes with an instruction manual? We probably didn’t all read the same book anyway?

Over time, we learn the rules. Do we have what it takes? Would it be easier to avoid it all together? In general, we are all capable of being there, but we need to know where our destination is. To get to or to stay in the fast lane, we need to know our “why”. Ha! Or do we?

Remember back when you were a kid? I’ll bet you didn’t have a care in the world. Somewhat blindly you set off on your journey, not knowing exactly where you were going or what would be ahead (not caring where that would be, either). Carefree. Seeing every blade of grass growing in the median. Then, BLAM, all of a sudden adulthood is here and you start to feel the pressures that go along with it. There are so many!!

So, if you can’t go above and beyond then you need to scoot to the right? No, not necessarily, but don’t be blind to those around you. Those behind you already have their engines revved up. They want, no, they need to be ahead of you. Don’t feel pressured to quicken your pace just because there are others in front of you; there are those who are behind you as well, right?

We are all magnificent in our own unique ways. Always keep in mind that this is your journey. Go at your own speed. It’s all good. The slow lane is fine, too?!

Enjoy your ride.

Take time to enjoy your ride.

Ciao.
S.

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