May 2008.
The road is so empty this late, the air so still, you can't help but feel that every car that passes contains someone you were destined to interact and connect with...
But try as you might you can't reach them.
At least the view is nice. Passing beneath the city skyline, though, makes you wonder-
Who are all these people in the tall buildings? What are they about? Would you recognize one, if spotted at ground level? What have they got going on; behind the lit windows so far above you this late at night?
Can they see you too?
Would they make the effort?
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