I was tensely comfortable as I drove knowing that any unforeseen incident could cause me to be late but realistically expecting a smooth ride with an on-time finish. After all, I’d driven this same route every morning for some time now without incident. Then I saw it. Every morning commuter’s nightmare. Let’s see if you can guess: big, yellow, ugly, flashing lights, stop and go, and red stop sign. If you guessed school bus, you’re right on. Seriously! How have I not met up with a school bus on this road over the past several months?
How would I describe 2015 in five words? The answer probably depends on my frame of mind or mood. I could describe my year like this: unpacking, committees, airports, jet-lag, deadlines. That perspective would likely rise to the surface after a grueling week at the office or at yet another airport departure gate.
