The Adventures of Captain Imperfecto

You are here: Home »Highway of Dreams Left to right: Christopher and Nico at a train museum  September 25th, 2013 When I drive my car on the highway, I like to get lost in my thoughts, while zoning out the cartoons that I can hear playing on my sons in-car DVD player. When I block out the sounds of cartoon characters, it becomes me and just the open road. I’m aware of the traffic around me at all times and I like to wonder what’s going on in those cars that pass my charcoal gray mini-van. I look to my left, out my closed drivers window, as a red car goes speeding by. The white guy, alone in his car, passes me as if my speed of 70 miles per hour spped is practically standing still. I get enough glance of him to see his white long sleeve dress shirt and that he was wearing a tie that I could not make out the color of. He seemed to be in a rush, but where? We were on a long stretch of highway with no exit insight. There were no major cities where we were head...