This morning I noticed that the inner artist in everyone had come out. I assume it was because there was snow on the ground that everyone had taken up the art of abstract driving. They don't really pay attention to the lanes, they come in and out as the please with no signal causing others to slam on their brakes. Most people drive too fast or on the other (far more dangerous)end of the spectrum, far too slow. I can only imagine that anyone looking down on the city today would have been amazed by the lack of order and reveled in the seemingly recklessness of the artists at work.