thebitterguy

There's one thing you've gotta know. I drive about 75 klicks every day, and that's just for my commute. If I deviate to, say, go grocery shopping or pick up some comics or go to a movie, the travel time goes up.

But every day, if all goes according to play, I drive the same 75 clicks, 8.85 hours apart. When you've driven the same stretch of road for a year and a half, it begins to become fairly familiar. You begin to know it.

But there’s one thing I’ve noticed. The road I take on the drive in to work, and the road I take on the drive back home… They’re not the same road. There are similarities, of course. There are similar buildings and copses of trees that have definite cases to be made for comparison, but that’s where the similarities stop.

I’m convinced that the 401 west and the 401 east, they don’t travel together. I don’t know if it’s a matter of spectral landscapes or swamp gas from the credit valley dip (where it’s most apparent), or astral convergences on ley line intersections. Those are two different roads.

Which is all fine and good. As long as the one I get on in the morning gets me to work, and the one I get on at night gets me home (which they certainly SEEM to be doing each day), I can handle that.

The only question I have is… Who the hell are those people going the other way? And where are THEY going?