This is exactly what I had in mind when I wrote about my head being on fire. Not that I had a vision of a guard rail, but the feeling of it. That feeling of looking over my shoulder for a quick second and seeing something that just makes me pause for a minute and think, “Huh. That’s pretty.” And this time I had my camera in the backseat because I knew I was falling behind the photo project and instead of worrying about the light turning green or that stupid guard rail in the way or how dirty my car window was. I just quick grabbed the camera and then five days later when I finally got around to uploading it off the camera I still liked it.