Today I saw a backed up line of cars and choked up a little bit.
Now normally I hate traffic, I hate commuting, and I hate most of what they portend for my drive and for the place I live (crowding, etc). The past months have been strangely relieving in this regard: many people have been staying at home, sparing the rest of us the worst of traffic.
But now we’re coming out of the “dark period” of the pandemic. There’s still a decent amount of risk for some folks, but for most of us, we feel safe enough to start moving around.
I’m glad for the traffic. What it suggests is that a lot more jobs than expected survived this pandemic and associated economic crisis (at least in the area where I live). People’s livelihoods are surviving, or coming back. The disaster, social unrest, and apocalyptic scenarios we anticipated will not rule the day.
Things have been bad, but humanity has once again proved resilient to the worst-case scenarios. That’s something that should inspire something: maybe pride, maybe gratitude, maybe relief – but certainly something that might make you choke up at a little at the sight of backed-up traffic.