Driving home the other night, I got stuck behind a car that had its hazard lights on.
There wasn’t anything evidently wrong with the car, the driver probably just parked it on the side of the road to run inside their (or someone else’s) house, do something quickly, and put the hazards on so they didn’t get a ticket.
…Understandable enough and something I’ve certainly done before.
It didn’t, however, stop me from feeling a quick rush of frustration as I waited for several cars to pass in the opposing lane… delaying my journey home by an appalling 10-ish seconds.
…Here’s the crazy part though.
Just as I was passing the car, about 10-ish seconds down the road in front of me, a cat BOLTED across the street.
Like, unhesitatingly from behind a car, completely unseeable from the road until it was already in the road, full blown sprint… kind of bolted across the street.
And it was an instant reminder from the universe that sometimes… things happen for a reason.
And sometimes… you just need to chill the heck out and trust it.