Durability Of Street Light Road
Ah, the street light road, that curious thoroughfare where flickering lumens dance like spectral fireflies upon the weary pavement, each pole a solemn sentinel forged in the crucible of time, steadfast against the tempest’s howl. Is it not a microcosm of our own existence, each bulb emanating a glow both fragile and defiant, illuminating the path yet flickering in the face of entropy, much like our own fragile aspirations amidst the ceaseless march of decay? Indeed, as one traverses this asphalt ribbon, one muses upon the durability of such manmade beacons—merely metal and glass, yet resilient against the storm of existence, standing guard over the motley procession of souls seeking solace, or perhaps just a late-night taco stand.
