Construction

Sitting in construction traffic today, and for the first time, I am not annoyed.  It isn’t because I have nowhere to be (I rarely do), but because the construction reminds me of mankind and the ability to make things, to create.  I think of Rome, and I imagine a thousand years from now, a historian or an archaeologist or some other science minded professor talking about the very road I am sitting on.  He says to his colleagues or his students: “These roads took people all over the continents; they went under oceans and over mountains.  The earth was moved to make way for them.”  And the colleagues and students all nod their heads in understanding.  They are not building a road; they are building what will eventually become history and I am glad to be a part of that.