DeadEnd

Blog 85 ...

You head out of your lonely country road, reach secondary suburban roads and speed up on main thoroughfares.  Traffic is kind on this fair weathered-day; no idiotic drivers attempt switching lanes from fast to slow ... slow to fast.  Neither is there anyone intimidating co-travelers and pushing you aside or pressuring someone else to even go faster on the already fast moving path.  Everyone appears armored with cool heads and demeanor, so you do your part and keep up with everyone's speed while you mind the road signs guiding your travel.  At last, you spot mileposts that signal distances.  One finally says you are getting close.  You are definitely on the last critical road leg toward your destination.  You relax and chill out a bit.  Suddenly you are jolted.  Your GPS instructs for one last time in monotone voice that you have arrived at your plugged address, but find no standing structure on site!  You couldn’t help the situation, but you manage to scream at the top of your lungs, “What’s wrong here?”