It sometimes happens. I saw it coming, and I already took North when approaching the city to escape the worst. And when East and West both happened to be blocked, I chose South, and came to a standstill …
Once you are not moving at all any more, you know it’s bad. I arranged for my daughter to be collected from school by phone, and started waiting.
After a couple of minutes, one instant, a strange thought came forward: “You like to be alone, you are alone now, enjoy it!”
I noticed my body and emotional state was uneasy with this thought. It wanted to go home, it was not happy. My mind (thinking, reason, opinion and memory) was trying to take my attention by looking for a way out, and thinking what could have happened on this road that only I (and 3000 other (un?)fortunate people) knew about. Mind running in circles. I wrote a post about that last week.
Although I did not enjoy the standstill, being aware of myself, and what was going on calmed me down to an almost rock steady patience.
In the end, there was only one hour of delay. Once past the “Bridge of Sighs” (not the one in Venice) I took the East boulevards, and the highway to Nato headquarters and the airport. Nobody seemed to have thought about this, and I got home by seven.