I left work an hour early (oh like I hadn't put in my full 7.5 hours since I rarely ever take a lunch) so I could get to the gas station before it was dark.
Nope. I hadn't even got out of Center City before it was dark! and full dark before I got another mile.
Parts of my commute (and the drive to the gas station) are dimly lit. Then the street between City Avenue and Lancaster is practically pitch black. So ... fun, fun, fun!
Though anywhere else in the world, and I'd love driving in the dark. But when you're trying to see pedestrians (and most especially college students) dressed in black crossing against the light or in the middle of the block or those headlightless bicyclists or just other cars, it's so not fun driving on dimly lit streets.
A clearly suicidal guy crossed the street in front of me while I was still in Center City. Wasn't like we were stopped either. Nooo ... traffic was moving, and he didn't even bother to look to see if he was crossing in front of a moving car! Darwinism in action for sure! I just don't want to be the one responsible for removing the "unfit."
And ... it's apparently official. Only 13% of accidents are because the drivers are on cell phones. 67% were caused by distracted or "lost in thought" drivers. These are distractions other than smoking, pets or other critters inside the car, children or other occupants, adjusting mirrors/seatbelts/car controls. Well ... here is the breakdown.
In other words, we're thinking about the day or what to fix for dinner or any of the various things we think about when we're supposed to be focused on the task at hand ... whether that task be driving a car, walking, bicycling or riding public transportation. How else do you explain someone missing their stop on the bus/train, stepping out into the street against a light into moving traffic, or breezing through a red light/stop sign or past a car attempting to turn right or suddenly swerving in front of a car.
Yes indeed. Take us out of the jungle, and we've forgotten survival depends on being fully aware at all times of everything around us or we're someone's dinner.
I really do not understand why it is so freaking important I'm awake in the wee hours of the night! Now, I'm wide awake, and she's off somewhere sleeping. Though first she spent a half hour pestering me since I was still ignoring her. But go back to bed, and she will be pulling at my blanket trying to get me up again. The rules seem to be that if she is awake, I need to be awake too.