driving home tonight. three am, sunday. nobody around except for that car in front of me, as we got to the light at Oberlin and Fairview, me going through the light just as it turns yellow. nobody around after that. but looking in the rear view mirror, i noticed that the light changed for those ghost cars that wanted to cross Oberlin and continue their journey. it's strange that the stoplights keep on working even when nobody's around to commend them for their efforts.
well, nobody's around to curse them for doing their program, either. i guess there's a bright side to every absence. seems like too many people are out there at times, though. it'd be better if more folks were walking past the light, using foot power instead of 115 horsepower. maybe people would get to know the firemen there at the corner. maybe not.
what is it that people do on saturday night around here ? i wonder what life will be like once something big happens, and then i realize that nothing big happens unless we make it so. with all these people leaving town for good, what will life be like tomorrow ? more homework and papers for me, i suppose. programming. (typed 'pot' at first there ; some kind of slip of the fingers.) music, dancing, people ? maybe. maybe not.
in a way, it seems sad that the stoplights keep working so long after dusk. comment on how much people work, or perhaps a reminder that we don't work enough. disgusting. but they're machines, right ?
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