Red Lights

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Is it just me, or do we all have a traffic light that we never make? As I type this, I realize that I am writing more about driving these days. I guess that’s because I am driving more to avoid having to come into contact with too much humanity–or too many non mask wearing bus riding types. I miss the reading time, but I enjoy the freedom driving gives me.

Back to the light in question. Since my school opened, I have been driving to and from work 3 times a week. I don’t always take the same route–I could probably take a different route every day if I wanted. Some days, I want to stop at the woodworking store. Some days, I sense traffic ahead is getting dense and jog east or west to avoid the congestion. However, there are some days when I have to encounter the traffic light.

For reference sake, the traffic signal is located at the intersection of Wilson Avenue and Ridley Boulevard. If you happen to see it on Google maps you will notice that it is a little odd in that it isn’t a completely straight intersection. It also isn’t very big and it doesn’t really lead anywhere.

Am I really that frustrated? No. However, I just find it strange that every time I turn onto the street, I run smack dab into a red light. I have even remarked on it to my girlfriend several times in the past couple of weeks. She just laughs and suggests I go a different way or coast more slowly towards the light.

On Friday, I got the last laugh. When I rounded the turn from Avenue Road (Yes, there’s a street called Avenue Road in Toronto) to Wilson, I could see the light was green and the annoying red don’t cross sign wasn’t flashing–an indication that the light would soon be turning yellow. Without speeding up, I made it through the light and felt a huge burden lift off my shoulders. Obviously a Perfect Moment.

Is there a traffic light in your neighbourhood that seems to be permanently on red for you?

About Anthony

I am: equal parts rebel, romantic and shockingly average Joe. a writer trapped inside of an ESL teacher's body. an introverted attention seeker. a teacher who hopes one day to be called "Captain, my Captain." an intellectual who can do some very dumb things. a person whose Japan experience, despite being so long ago, still exerts a strong influence upon him. a lover of books, music, beer, hockey and Pizza.
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2 Responses to Red Lights

  1. Peggy says:

    There were two close together on my cycle to work in Japan. I cycled with a friend and she remarked that she had never got to the next one in time if the first was on red. That became our/my daily fun. A challenge. In the end we did it, but it took timing and practice.

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