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I like to think about other people and imagine what their lives are like. For example today while driving to and from work I thought about how I must have passed 100,000 cars because I worked at a location about an hour away and I was on the tollway the whole time. Traffic would come to a standstill and I'd just sit and look in my rear view. One guy was shaved bald, looked middle aged, maybe Eastern European, driving a matte black Tesla X, and doing something on the touchscreen, probably calling his wife and asking what he should order and pick up for dinner seeing as it's getting late. Put together this imagined life I figured he lived, he had on a black button up and just assumed he had on grey slacks and black leather dress shoes, must work in one of these corporate office buildings that lined the last half mile of this strip of road. Probably lived in one of those multimillion dollar houses about 15 minutes east of here, just guessing that he has two or three kids, and the school they go to must be great and they play sports. What were his parents like? They must have instilled a good business ethic onto him because not only is his car much nicer than mine but he has this big silver watch on his hand that I see as he's gripping the steering wheel. He probably drove a Chevy Tahoe before trading it in for this Tesla. Met his wife in college, they're both in marketing but she stopped working after the second kid to stay home and look after them. She probably has nice long black hair. I wonder when he decided to start shaving his head. Did he always style his facial hair into a goatee?

I just get so immersed in my thoughts and it goes on forever.