Most days of the week I have to be up before the sun (literally), so usually I am finding myself driving along a dark highway with 0-2 cars in sight. Occasionally there is le roadkill. The other day I thought I saw a dog running along in front of me until I drove closer and a deer veered right to hop out of the way just as I hit the brakes. It's pretty cold this early in the morning (twilight?), but pretty warm by the time afternoon hits.
It makes me sad every time I see roadkill. I'm used to it, but it doesn't stop me from feeling like some drive way too fast, running over a poor innocent lost soul, unloved at the end of its life. These speed through life with a focus on some next great thing they need to accomplish, have to, right now get it done, and kill their loved ones along the way. They don't see while they are plowing through whatever work needs to be taken care of first. They plow right through someone who needs their love and attention and without meaning to, leave them all used up on the side of the road.
Fight for love. It's the only thing worth fighting for because without it, what will we have left?
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