gold

       I've always found peace in a highway. I find that my mind is most active, yet my body is most calm, whenever I'm embarking on a long car drive, especially at night. Just a few hours ago I was cruising down
1-4 with my fingers still and my eyes glued to the glass window, feeling golden as cars and hotels and yellow lamplights fly past. I felt a weird, glittery-vacant feeling in my stomach and in my mind as the sky turned pitch black and as lights in hotels began to shut off, leaving a sense of wholeness in my body. But, yet, I felt haunted as I looked at those 72-story hotels from afar, looking at all of these identical boxes and cubicles filled with normal people all accumulated together in one harmonious facility. It was calming, yet haunting: everything in Orlando is so unique, but at the end of the night everyone returns to their bases to repeat a cycle again. It's almost robotic. I began to feel a little more human (and dejected) as urban settings turned into more rural landmarks (and as I left behind the I-4 Eyesore).