As I was driving the other day I realised something. I spend so much time when I drive looking in the rear-view mirror. Looking back. Watching the cars behind me. Watching the people behind me. Worrying. If I'm going too slow. Or too fast. If I'm bothering anyone. Wishing I was on the road by myself. So I didn't have to worry anymore. Never focusing on the destination. Never enjoying the journey.
But it's 2011 now and the possibilities seem endless.
Maybe it's about time I stopped looking back.