Complex

I have realised that we are complex beings, why we do certain things, any or everything sometimes doesn't make sense. We are not like cars, with a single force driving us to a single direction, instead we are the whole traffic jam. The kind that we see in mumbai, its a miracle we move at all. Sometimes there is an internal jam, sometimes we took the wrong turn but most of the time, we just manage to get through the day without a scratch.There are days, when there is a single force, a single car on a wide open road, on those days we are truly at ease.