Lesson 926.
Passing cars get the impression of being inorganic and top-heavy somewhere. Each one has an individual purpose and takes action. I know that, but they catch my eye like a kind of creature. The brain marrow is conscious, even in separate vehicles, like a connected life-form. Ambulance sirens shook my ears from somewhere. Something seems to have happened, I hope it’s a small problem. Oh, a light car was overtaken by a passenger car. The usual, white moment that lasts forever. The never-ending chain of life reaction. Passengers feel serpentine with speeds above the statutory speed. Fluffy, I think I’m still going to get myself up.