Highway home

The comfort of friends is a cocoon.  Within, every nuance is amplified;  without, by comparison is an indifferent place.

Leaving the comfort and enjoyment of a friend’s home to drive home to Toronto late at night is like spinning through outer space, through an asteroid field of hurtling alien objects.

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One response to “Highway home

  1. Exciting photographs. Captures the disconnect you talk about, but “modern art” as well.

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