That 90 minute commute last Tuesday was a gift in disguise
The interstate was dead stopped for an hour near Columbus, so I pulled into a diner I'd passed 200 times and ate the best meatloaf of my life. Now I'm mad that every other Tuesday feels boring by comparison, anyone else ever had a terrible delay turn into a weird highlight of the week?
It's always the unplanned stuff that sticks with you, not the big vacations you save up for. My wife and I still talk about this hole in the wall pizza place we found only because our car broke down in some random town years ago. You can't plan that kind of thing, and maybe that's the whole point. Regular life is boring on purpose so the weird stuff actually stands out.