I’m traveling for work this week. Checking into the hotel I ask the clerk if there is a store nearby where I can pickup a few extras. “Sure”, he says, “just a mile up that road. Very easy.”  I thank him and started walking out the door he had indicated, which is directly opposite of the parking lot. “Wait. It is farther if you walk.”

I had been sitting for fourteen hours on planes, in cars and in conference rooms today. A little longer walk sounded ok.  Funny thing. It turned out to be a mile whether I drove or walked.

How many times in life do we make things seem longer depending on how we get there?