Night stripes

Lines along the road, leading us into the night. But how can we be sure where they lead us. Do we want to go where they lead us? And who made these lines? Did they have good intentions? Or were they just as lost as we are? Are they actual lines? Or just specks of colours, lost in the turmoil of life? We may never know until we're at the end, and then it's too late. So better enjoy the journey.

Louis Méme