Stop, look, and listen. Sounds like the old nursery rhyme I learned when I was four. But in the hustle and bustle of a young adult's life (I can't believe I'm calling myself as one - I was only starting in the University six years ago!), I can't help but stop at some corners and enjoy the momentary pleasure of stillness while the traffic light is red. Once it turns green, life goes on again as it does every single day. And from there I go speeding up or slowing down, until I finally reach and stop again at the next corner.
You see, bad traffic is not at all bad - at least when you talk about it figuratively.
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