Nothing interesting happened today.
We were in the classroom all day. The syllabus listed was as exciting as it sounds. But it is information we need to know, so we knuckled down and made the best of it.
Last night a bunch of us hung out in the nearly empty hotel dining area swapping road stories, almost like old timers. I knew I was lucky to have Detroit, but I didn’t know how bad it was out there. I got really lucky.
I was thinking about how much I missed when I was on the road. And how I didn’t really miss it at all.
I used to be a news junkie. Waking up every morning, I would log on to the internet like our parents used to read their morning newspaper. I follow politics like most other people follow sports. On the road, Detroit sometimes listened to the old replays of Howard Stern broadcasts on his satellite radio. And that was about it. Mostly it was turned off because we were talking about driving. And when I hitched a ride back to civilization, I found out the world had continued to turn without me knowing about it.
And I was ok with that.
There’s an old hymn that says, “And the things of earth will grow strangely dim, in the light of His glory and grace.” I wonder if that applies to trucking, too.