life in traffic
A couple weeks ago while inching along in 93 South traffic I saw a pretty fascinating scene in my rear view mirror. I zipped into the middle lane in front of a woman who was sobbing almost uncontrollably. Her daughter sat in the passenger seat with a blank expression on her face. My eyes were glued to the mirror. Why was she crying? With one eye on the road I was imaging a narrative, trying to probe her expression. But before I could glean any understanding, a giggly girl talking on a cellphone popped in behind me, obscuring my view. And just like that, the woman in pain and her shocked daughter were out of scope. They might as well have fallen off the planet.
The moment was more powerful and stayed with me longer than I can describe with words. I thought, that's life -- millions of people suffering and laughing together, in traffic. Even those in pain are creeping along with everyone else. Unfortunately it's so easy to change lanes and leave those people in the dust...
That is life.