Where is Everybody?
There is that time of year when so many people leave the city and their jobs and head out to parts unknown, leaving the cityscape and the immediate surroundings blissfully quiet. When school is out the tension and contest for road space is immediately relieved, and I find myself giving a huge sigh of relief. That’s when you know Summer is here.
Driving along the motorway is uncrowded and I can change lanes as many times as I wish, and I don’t even need to indicate. There is simply no one else around to whom to advise of my wishes. It’s a sort of disturbing feeling being all-alone on stretches of road where ordinarily I would be surrounded. It’s as though everybody went away and I didn’t get the memo.
So I urge the rest of my fellow home-aloners to enjoy the feeling because it won’t last.
Copyright © 2009 Eugene Carmichael
There is that time of year when so many people leave the city and their jobs and head out to parts unknown, leaving the cityscape and the immediate surroundings blissfully quiet. When school is out the tension and contest for road space is immediately relieved, and I find myself giving a huge sigh of relief. That’s when you know Summer is here.
Driving along the motorway is uncrowded and I can change lanes as many times as I wish, and I don’t even need to indicate. There is simply no one else around to whom to advise of my wishes. It’s a sort of disturbing feeling being all-alone on stretches of road where ordinarily I would be surrounded. It’s as though everybody went away and I didn’t get the memo.
So I urge the rest of my fellow home-aloners to enjoy the feeling because it won’t last.
Copyright © 2009 Eugene Carmichael
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