As we neared a common ground on the freeway we began explaining what cars and scenery were around us. Eventually we met, as two ships passing in the night. For a brief fleeting second our eyes met and we waved as our cars passed along the freeway. It was a short lived, thrilling moment.
"Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing,
only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness;
So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another,
only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence."
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow