Sometimes, life demands that I pull out of my flow, wait, and watch for a bit. At these moments, I feel compelled to observe where other people are going. I wonder to myself, can I go now? This place is not altogether pleasant.
Where I am is just outside my well worn path, where I can see people going in all directions. Moreover, I can feel them passing by. Some of these left turn lanes are too narrow.
As I watch people approach from the front, I wonder whether they will collide with me. Most people stray into the neighboring lane to give me a wide berth, but sometimes there are so many people passing by that this is impractical. By coincidence then, some people come close enough that the force of their passing rocks me. They rock my car, I mean.
In a moment, my way is clear. The tremors have subsided, but I remember that feeling. Out of control and uncertain, yet constantly awaiting.
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