- Who decided we need this, anyway?
- This is a good idea. It will keep the 6 am trucks from running me off the road. It will give the older drivers a line to orient their left front tires to.
- It won't be visible in the winter.
- NO ONE ASKED ME about this change!
- White would have been been better.
- What's the purpose of this change?
Now that I am one of those "older" drivers, I am prone to inconsistency. When there is a small surprise of light or scenery, I slow down to absorb it. When there is a place to go and a time to get there, I speed up. I watch for dogs, deer and neighbors mowing. I know the habits of the low tide wormers and the sound of an oncoming truck too wide for a line. I have never had or caused an accident on my road, something that can not be said of the majority of its regular drivers.
In my own mind, I have already painted a yellow line, which, for the most part, I keep to. So why do I care about this one?
Because its purpose is to hold me to a standard that I don't need. Because it beckons me to an ending that I won't find - in fact, it leads to a loop road - I follow the line and come back the way I came. Because it promises me good things - safety and consistency - with promises that it can not keep. (How can you trust a line that wiggles?) And because it exists only because there are too many drivers that need it. That makes me angriest, and saddest, of all.
It's just a matter of time before some young whipper-snapper in a hurry and secure in her side of the road follows that wiggle and drives me into to the rock wall. I feel her coming. I go too slow for her, too fast, spend too much time watching the light on the water. I am in the way.
Yes, as change in educational policy begins to draw a line in our district, I am wondering how well I will be able to keep to the line. And I wonder where it will swerve from center and what color it will be - green for go, yellow for caution, red for passion, or white for bland and blind. I sense that I am going to be in the way.
I don't care. Not caring is one of the perks of being an older driver. I know this about that line - it will wear away. I give it two winters. And when its gone, I will still have my inner line, and I can make it any color at all and as wiggly as it needs to be.