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We drove through rain so torrential that we were blinded for quick moments. Moving down the road as if frozen in pieces of time, a strobe light illuminating a second at a time of our journey, making it seem as though we moved in slow motion. And now that it's cleared the sky stands like a softly glowing film backdrop while the trees on either side of the highway approach and disappear, the car on a gigantic treadmill getting no closer to the horizon ahead, while the one behind seems to continually fade.
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Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 9:34 PM UTC
Driving Home
We drove through rain so torrential that we were blinded for quick moments. Moving down the road as if frozen in pieces of time, a strobe light illuminating a second at a time of our journey, making it seem as though we moved in slow motion. And now that it's cleared the sky stands like a softly glowing film backdrop while the trees on either side of the highway approach and disappear, the car on a gigantic treadmill getting no closer to the horizon ahead, while the one behind seems to continually fade.
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Jul 28, 2013
Jul 28, 2013 at 9:34 PM UTC
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