Traffic Jam!

Life looks like a traffic jam , a congested lane of thoughts , memories , wishes , friends , family ..and more so ever problems looking like all the wrong turned vehicles in a jam , until some vehicle moves or turns back and you move forward. U keep waiting for the thing to get cleared up , and the waiting takes you to thinking , talking , listening and later the memories are of the waiting , thinking and still later the memory will be of only talking/ writing about the memories .