Great and Small

- Coming back to the comfort zone.

An ordinary evening, in the middle of nowhere, in the dark, silence. I could just see the car spots on the road and my knees. My jeans and my knees. All of a sudden I caught myself thinking in how great I could be, big and important, more than anyone else; in a weird way. Big like 3 feets more. So then I thought how small I could be and am. Then the phylosophical way, insignificant. What if the Earth is some cell of a giant. And we are inside of the cell. 

Ok, that was far.

Back on the road, the light poles have come back.