I traveled back home this weekend. It’s a six hour drive each way and I drove almost the whole thing at night. There’s a certain simplicity that comes with driving at night. The headlamps illuminate the road in front of you, there isn’t really much to distract you. You drive, the car moves forward showing what is ahead of you. Surrounded by darkness, I carve out a little portion of the earth and claim it with my headlights.
Driving at night, for me at least, creates a certain kind of isolation. I feel all alone even if there are other cars out the road. And when I do stop and interact with someone. It’s always a kind of quick shallow interaction. I say, “good morning,” and pay for my gas or order pancakes an all-night diner. All the while, silently wanting some form of deeper interaction.
Here are a few photos from my trip.
Tags: driving, isolation, night roads
