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the road ahead.
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the road ahead. While i was driving home from work the other evening, i suddenly became very aware of fellow passengers. Obviously as a driver, it would be very much expected to be aware. I guess it ran a bit different to actually "observing". Thoughts turned to my fellow road sharers.. why did they pick the vehicle? Was it choice or compulsory that they were travelling in their journey at that exact time? Where would their end destination be? Sometimes, like life i guess, our cars can turn into our own personal bubbles. We are in charge of it, we can control where we go, what we listen to and even the temperature (providing you don't have a passenger to fight with!) We can even decide our passengers (family, friends, even pets!) The point i am making here, (i think lol) is that everyone is on their own journey, at different stages, looking for a different destination. This can be compared to on here, different people looking for different things. I guess all we can do is keep our lights on. This will guide the people behind, and the people in front can lead us, depending on where you are in your journey and just who that journey is with. |
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Aw thank you 
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This is very true Mr Angus, your opinions and comments are always well valued. Always have to be prepared for emergency stops and looking out the window 
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Be flexable with life. There are parts of it you need to plan , parts you just let happen. Don't follow any one , know your desination and go there , trusting other things and other people will get you lost. As you said , we the driver of the car , we are in control , don't let any one take that control from you.
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I found this really interesting. I started reading because I understand about noticing fellow drivers. Without endangering anyone's safety, I find I am always looking at other drivers as we pass, or in traffic jams. Some scowl, some smile, some took scary, some look nice. It's weird, 'cos although most of them are probably lost in their bubble, hurrying to get somewhere, not interested in me at all, I know the odd one possibly thinks like you, wonders what I am like maybe, even fantasizes about what would happen if we just happened to pull into the adjacent parking spots at the supermarket or the services. But in reality we are never going to actually meet, and of course I probably imagine what they might be like, without consciously knowing I am doing it, and without much likelihood of accuracy anyway! Being here is similar, because you pass by people's photos on their blogs, read what they write, and if you are not careful you add all kinds of imagined qualities to the nice things you pick up on. (if you don't pick up on nice things you stop reading of course - the same way you don't remember the car drivers who scowl at you. ) But then you said something about people here being on a journey.....Yes. All for different reasons, but there is usually a story behind it. Especially the bloggers I mean. I have blogged here a long time, and seen people go through a cycle of how they feel about the place. I've done it myself. It is extraordinary, then addictive, then refreshing, then liberating, then disappointing, then often either cathartic or stressful, or just boring, at which point people start to say it isn't like the good old days and then they move on. A few seem to stick, maybe like I have done for one reason or another. Maybe their journey isn't finished yet. And sometimes they maintain their interest by finding a new, interesting blog to read............like seeing a fascinating face through a car window.
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And what about us cyclists?
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