I think that the tiring thing about delivering mail in the snow is feeling like you had to concentrate all the time on your driving.

That’s kind of a scary thought….to think that I’m reveling in the dry weather and getting back to not having to pay attention to my driving…..

It’s not like that.

I pay attention all the time.

It’s just that when the weather is bad, it seems like I need to exercise automatic mind command to maintain traction.

It seems like if I grip the wheel tighter and squint a little, I’ll somehow manage to keep my rig on the road.

If I concentrate hard enough, I won’t slide off into the abyss.

My tension and nervousness when the roads are icy and really slippery must be the only thing keeping me between the fence posts.

It’s not like that now….the roads are nice and filled with clear and traction encouraging blacktop.

That’s a good thing.

It’s a good thing that my memory is short for the bad weather.

I don’t bear a grudge against the ice and snow.

I’m in a different mode now….

I’m into Spring.

The fact that something was hard in the near past doesn’t have to color how I’m feeling about the good times now.

I’d be a dork if I was scared about the snow that wasn’t here anymore.

I’d be a dork if I ever talked about being afraid of anything.

I should keep my fears to myself…..and always operate from a position of STRENGTH.

I don’t want to have to remember to steer into the skid….

I guess that if it’s not an automatic response, you usually don’t have time to consult the manual when you start sliding.

Anyway….why am I talking about all that slippery ice?

It’s better now….easy and dry.

So now I worry about getting all the work done that I need to do before the poison ivy comes up and I have to pay attention to what plants I’m rubbing up against.

If it’s not one thing…it’s another.

What a whiny guy.


“king and cross” Asgeir



About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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