My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

I have been through the most surreal experience of my life (well - one of). There was a traffic jam, or more correctly, a traffic jam was unfolding before my very eyes as I drove in the oppositte direction. The situation: after having driven 15 hrs(with small breaks every few hrs --> driver fatigue kills, just remember that kiddies, stop, revive, survive)...I was driving along a gauntlet of cars for over 80kms...each of them moving slowly..basically stopped....headlights beaming at me...as far as the eye could see...I could see them moving up ahead of me, but no matter how fast I drove (up to the legal speed limit...*shifty look*) I could not catch up to the point that the cars went from barely moving, to stopped....it was almost like a dream I once had when chasing the ocean...no matter how fast I ran I could not make it to the water...

I have discovered that the road trip is not the fun part, it's the company. And no matter how much I try and relive past glory days, by retracing old steps, they will never be the same. I felt I knew that they wouldn't, but like a lamb to the slaughter, I went blindly along anyway.

In the end I got out of this town and left all of my worries behind me. It is good to forget all that matters and focus on nothing more than getting to a destination.