Yesterday, I described the locals' view here in Summit County about how the tourists drive, but today I need to speak just for--and of--myself.
I practice flow, I teach flow, I do my best to live in flow. Get me going, and I'll get all mystical, asserting that the energy we channel in flow is in fact the great universal energy of which we're all a part. I'll make grand pronouncements that that energy, in its purest form, is Love.
Put me in traffic, though, and that all goes out the window. In heavy traffic, you won't hear me say a word about that unicorns-rainbows-and-love shit. In heavy traffic, I want to kill.