Stuck in Traffic
Stuck in Traffic
You can only see the storm when you are in the storm.
Jaime spent an entire day in Austin traffic — electronics down, no phone, no music — and instead of fighting it, she watched. Every range of emotion playing out through windshields. Anger. Laughter. Tears. And then one woman. Blank stare forward. Void of anything. Not bored. Something heavier than that.
And the question that would not leave: is she not just stuck in traffic — but stuck in her life?
Because here is the thing about getting stuck. It does not happen overnight. It happens so slowly, so quietly, so disguised as…
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