Bumper to bumper traffic and you’re already running late.
An empty gas tank and an emptier bank account.
A sea of endless red taillights.
And a migraine making your head spin.
However just two cars over someone’s experiencing the worst heartbreak of their life, desperately trying to get home through tear soaked sleeves.
A few cars up ahead someone is smiling at the thought of dinner, completely unaware that their life is about to change forever when the love of their life gets down on one knee.
While behind you a man is contemplating driving back to his apartment to end his life.
And yet just behind him a woman is bursting with joy, rushing home to tell her husband about their pregnancy.
Each intricately woven life around us has all the same level of unique experiences as each of us.
But I think sometimes it’s easier to see them as just a car driving too slow or cutting us off rather than a fellow human living and experiencing life for the first time as well.
Because at the end of the day we are all the same aren’t we? People judging too fast, forgiving too slow, and constantly rushing through the journey. Carrying life’s invisible weights alone, unaware of the intricacies of others lives unfolding right around us.
