Have you ever seen a random person standing in the middle of the road? Of course you have. You think to yourself, 'idiot, get to a sidewalk,' but what if... just maybe... that person can't get to the sidewalk so easily? Physically, it's a task that is not difficult at all, so why can't he just move? He stands there, maybe he is contemplating whether he should stay safe on the side or jump into the pulsing traffic where survival is minimal, if any chance at all. Funny how life is like that, it's always changing lanes with uncertain speeds that make it thrilling and dangerous. We follow roads that never seem to end, roads that are broken, that do not always lead you to where you want to go but to where you should. You're alone on the Median, lost, and then suddenly, there are two...
