Driving on the highway is weird.
You're surrounded by people, but the only person you have to talk to is yourself. There are trucks moving materials and goods, next to happy families on their way to some expensive vacation house on the other side of the country. For all you know, the people in the next car over could be fighting and screaming at the top of their lungs, or the guy you're passing could have a body in his trunk.
When you pass by a city, the lamp posts and city lights are like little spotlights on the rest of the world. In between, you're just winding on a dark road, with hundreds of other people blindly trusting that you'll get where you're going.
It's kind of beautiful and poetic, but kind of terrifying. No one knows each other, and probably never will, but everyone is coexisting with only the common goal of keeping going. Everyone has their own lives and stories, and it's kind of sad to realize that you'll never understand them all.
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RandomStory segments without stories Maybe I'll use these in stories later but for now this is just a place for little quotes and selections I write
