Freeways

George loves driving the freeways in southern California (he also loves that his commute to his job has now been cut in more than half) racing other vehicles in the far left lane and seeing how fast he can go till traffic stops him. He used a metaphor, that i really liked, for the freeway, comparing it to a river. Saying that newcomers to the freeway would find it scary, almost dangerous. I liked imaging a river, like a white water rapids kind of river, looking at it and knowing if I would step one foot in it I would tumbled over by the rush of water. Also thinking of the little water molecules as the cars, they know that this is an every minute occurrence nothing out of the ordinary, nothing dangerous or scary about it.