Fly

I woke up to a punctured tire on the left passenger side of my car on last Thursday morning, so in all urgency I hitched a ride with a friend to the nearest LRT station. One of my rare moments I must say, taking a public transportation (refer last post). I embarked the mechanical caterpillar and took place at the end of the shuttle, my eyes fixed to my destination. That's when I thought about it - if we disregard the rails and the pillars beneath it, it'd almost make us look like we're floating in mid-air. We envisioned the sky to be filled with flying cars of all sorts and sizes come year 2000 onwards, but I presume at the moment it's too high a vision. Until now, I'm content with all we've got - mentally erasing the rails under the shuttle containing me and other oblivious passengers in it and pretending as if we are floating free in mid-air. (Photo from squeakypeach4)