A Matter of Degrees

We rushed toward the future with laughter in our hearts and the throttle wide open. It was adrenaline, joy, the spirit of adventure, a road trip into eternity. The faster we went, the faster we wanted to go, the faster we needed to go to keep our spirits up.

The highway got narrower. The lines got faded.

Then we had to swerve to avoid a rusting wreck.

Now, here in the dark, lit only by the greenish phosphorescence of dashboard lights and the orange-red tip of a cigarette, I wonder...

Have we been hurrying or falling? Could we stop now?