Traffic Jams - Hiatus
You're sat in a car, or on a bus, or a motorbike. And you're on your way to work, or school, or a club, or a friend's house, or an airport, or a party, or a funeral. And you're stuck in traffic. And the vehicle next to you is stuck in traffic. And inside each vehicle next to you or behind you or in front of you, there is a story. Not a good one or a bad one or happy one or a sad one but an incomplete one. And this tiny little moment spent stuck in traffic is now part of that story. And somehow, so are you.
So read this collection of incomplete stories, and become part of them each. And just like your mind wanders when you're stuck in traffic, let it wander now. To Michael, to Lorcan, to Oskar. And maybe even to me.