I was listening to a Steven Wright monologue on the radio one day (while I was speeding down the highway, incidentally), in which he said the above, as only he can in his drawling, drawn-out manner.

Have you ever noticed how, inside a joke, there usually lies a message - and how most jokes are most successful when they lend new insight or a nugget of truth to a contemporary condition?  Inside Wright's joke lies a relevant question:  Are we going too fast for our own good?  Has our speed surpassed our ability to function at our human best and with human vision?  Individually?  And as a society?  Do we need to slow down a little and let our headlights shine the way in front of us so we can see where we are going, learn how we are doing, understand our own orientation, and realize that we might need to adjust our journey a little.

Sometimes in our frantic pace (thoroughly expected by today's "destination driven" society), we lose the enjoyment of the "getting there" of our journey.  We become blindsided from experiencing all the little facets along the way that could make our lived so enjoyable, so meaningful.