I drive 30 miles/45 minutes to work every morning through scenic North Georgia. This morning, God knew that I was running 15 minutes late. He has a wicked sense of humor sometimes, so not only did I have to stop for the longest bus-loading ever in front of a large apartment complex, but I also had to endure slow speeds up and down hills behind a tractor trailer on a two-lane highway for the last 10 miles of my commute.
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