Trees

Quiet.

There's no other sound apart from the hum of the V6 engine.

Cars zip past.

Trees zip past.

Moments zip past.

"You will always be a SAD, PATHETIC--

Exit to QEW.

Check my blind spot.

Merge left.

"I got into UC Berkeley! Dude I can't believe it! Have you heard back from--

Road is bumpy, I can feel every hole.

Vermont plate, Americans.

Bladder is talking to me.

"We will always meet more physically attractive people in our lives. But it doesn't matter, because what I have with you--

21 degrees Celsius.

Dynamic and Sport modes on.

She is fast asleep beside me.

"You work at a top global firm, and you are posting yourself crying? What the f--

Merge right.

Exit to Trafalgar.

Speed limit reduced to 50.

"Please come over right now. I know you have to leave, but I want to--

Inhale. Exhale.

This is a simulation.

This is only a simulation.

"And so it is. Just like you said it would be. Life goes easy on me. Most, of the time."

I don't want to forget I'm watching the movie, not acting in it.

I don't want to miss the forest for the trees.

I don't want to lose myself trying to find myself.

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