you gotta be crazy to stay sane*

in no interest of respected consciousness, i noticed that the sun defined the edges of the passenger vehicles a little more sharply, magnifying my awareness yet blinding me simultaneously. oh, the irony. but that's just fine because i was lost in the soundwaves of liner notes anyway. i looked around and i realized i wasn't alone, at least in the panoramic sense. but i was surrounded on that ribbon of black asphalt, this continuous journey. the exits belonged to different people the lanes were home to many at a time. together, we maintained the flow and the edges seemed to smooth over. we were all connected in this crazy kind of mixed-up sense. but you gotta be crazy to stay sane.maybe not when you're driving.
oh well, somebody raise the volume.