Ahh, the liscence plate game, what an enjoyable way to get a bruise on a road trip.
The rules of the game, very simple. If you see a liscence plate that is not of the state you are in, whoever yells out the name first gets to punch a fellow road tripper.
But in the midst of the chaos, I looked at the other cars with people in them. Each one of them has their own story, their own adventures. It made me feel insignifigant. Why should I live? What makes me so important? Each of these people have there own ideas, thoughts, jobs, problems, what does it matter to the grand scheme of things?
I decided on the way back, life is about being able to do the best you can. Sure you may not solve world hunger, but if you save a few cats out of trees, and put a smile on another person's face, well then it is all in a good days work. Sure you not getting any is a not a world crisis, but doing what you want to do is most important. If people try to do what they don't want to do, then it is not good. Life is never insignifigant.