I am waiting in my trusty red car behind a red traffic light under the night sky when the light suddenly turns orange, or so i believe. Without thought, i release the brakes and inch forward, throwing all thought on finding that street directory to the wind.
But just as i cross the traffic light, the light returns to red. I jam the brakes and stall my car engine as a result. Did i just do the unthinkable? Did i just run a red light? I dwell on these questions as i proceed to wait for the sad fate that would lie before me; a return to the mass of cars at the starting line to recuperate and recover from certain depression.
But just as the Facilitators start to crowd around me, dragging my car away from the traffic light, i notice the traffic light turning green again, and i know that that green light is for me, and me alone. A reward for my bravery or just something that was inevitable, i'll never know. Twisting my car key with all my might, i restart the car engine and the car lurches forward, shaking the Facilitators off my vehicle. The groan of a thousand voices can be heard behind me as i step on the gas and storm past the traffic light.
Past the final traffic light at last, and somehow free from the worry of the unknown, i switch to the sixth gear and power my way into the darkness.
