Stephanie Bennett-Henry – Traffic, Mental Versus Motarized
I am wrong, even when my mind says otherwise and takes a right into the left lane of oncoming traffic and even there… I don’t hear the horns blowing. Tuned out the background noise because the symphony in my head is the headliner on the main stage, the concert of the year and the venue seats hundreds of thousands. I don’t hear the applause, only the focus of the ticket that got me there and I’m dazed like the spotlight, frozen only where the light shines. Until it doesn’t anymore and it’s nothing more than headlights smashing into my blind spot where the road was once so fucking clear.