Zen and the Art of Cab Driving

Trying to find my true self

Photo by SOULSANA on Unsplash

I am 10 hours in to a 14-hour shift in my taxi cab and I am in the zone. The weather is perfect and my soul greased just right. The street lights turn green at my approach and even the stink-eyes from the other drivers don’t bother me.

Dispatch gives me a pick-up at one of Tucson’s many “spiritual retreats.” My chakras squinch-up as soon…