By Lynne Cory

What if the way we drive says volumes about how we perceive the world and ourselves?  What if I patiently allow others to pass hurriedly in front of me or smile as they play their loud spirited music or see something to enjoy while traffic is stopped and know that all is perfect in the world?

What if I scream at drivers around me, cut people off, tailgate dangerous ly and fill myself and others with stress when I drive?