i have become fascinated with watching cars change lanes on the highway. the blinker goes on, a car zooms past, the car is forced to stay in its lane until it finds an opening. all these cars changing lanes until they finds their path. where are they going? where did they come from? all these people encapsulated in metallic pills, speeding off to unknown destinations. i want to know where all of these people speeding past me have come from, what their life is like, everything.