When it comes to traffic lights, New York City wins.
If you’re driving on almost any of the north- or south-bound avenues, all of the traffic lights are synced.
What I mean is that once one of the lights turns green, the next traffic lights down the road sequentially start turning green.
In a city filled with stops and starts, this is one moment where you can fly. You can zip through the blocks, one after another, without ever having to slow down.
The simple act feels like freedom. It makes me want to climb out of the sunroof and do my best “I’m king of the world!” Leo impression.
I want life to be like that. I want life to be a series of green lights that seemingly