Roadkill

It’s Friday afternoon.  The ever pulsing heart of Denver contracts and fills arteries with cars, in mass exodus, vacating the bustling city.  Interstates congest in all directions, but the aorta is westbound I-70 into the Colorado high country.  Anymore, seasons don’t matter. Whether it's ski season or summertime, year-round flow on I-70 becomes like a hardened artery, choked down to a small orifice permitting only a tightly restricted flow. Cars stop and go as blood pressure of drivers' skyrockets.