From a moving car,
the background is almost stationary - almost.
The foreground is whizzing by.
You can learn things about yourself
when you step outside of your ordinary life.
Things that are obvious once you get hit over the head with them,
like -
we aren't going to live forever,
me and my friends,
we aren't going to live forever.
Of course you know that,
but when you lose a friend you were sure you would see again and again,
it hits you.
No matter how perfect or imperfect that house on the hill is,
it will one day be gone.
On the road near Lake Lure, in North Carolina.