..... i didn't sleep too well. I woke up in the middle of the night. A spatter of rain was rustling like cellophane at the window. The whiskey was wearing off and i was myself in a flicker of panic ; a middle aged man lying alone in darkness while life fled by like traffic on the freeway.
Ross MacDonald
Black Money
1966
Traffic on the freeway...How accurately you have said! Cannot think of a better comparison for life!
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