So long as the music was dancing...

"I only had one escape, and that was to get in the car and drive."

"Where would you drive to?"

"It didn't really matter. So long as the music was dancing, I would drive."

"And this driving made you feel better?"

"Sometimes it did, sometimes it didn't. More than anything, it reminded me of life in general."

"What do you mean? How did driving remind you of life?"

"Well, no matter how hard you wanted to be alone on the road, there was always someone there to follow you."

"Is that what you think life is like? Do you think people follow you when you want to be alone?"

"No, quite the opposite. It's when I would get used to the traffic being there, and want them to interact with me, that they would disappear."

"I see."

"Sometimes I'd find myself speeding to catch up to these crowds, in hopes that I would find someone that's driving as aimlessly as I am."

"Did that ever happen?"

"I'm not all too sure. Whenever I suspected that someone was aimlessly driving with me, I would make a turn in hopes that they would follow."

"And they wouldn't?"

"No. Thought I don't blame them. I never made the effort to follow anyone either. Why should they be any different?"

"So you never met anyone that was driving aimlessly like you?"

"Oh, I did. It's just that they were too much like me, and we both waited for the other."