As I sped down the freeway, swiftly under an overpass, my eye was caught by a bicyclist on the street above, speeding along his own way at the rail-edge, passing over me at the instant I passed under him. We intersected in x and y but not in z (happily).

so many people, errands, journeys, tasks, goals, paths, plans, courses, vehicles, methods, lights, breaths, gestures, departures, destinations, arrivals. one bicycle and one car, and the inhabitants thereof, who most likely came the closest to each other that we will ever come in either of our lives at that moment this evening. comets, asteroids, meteors, flashing past and gone.