Just passing through

I drove through the Lane Cove tunnel yesterday. It was like a visit to the halls of some underworld king – a six lane highway into the bowels of the earth. Instead of the dim caverns one expects, everything is overly bright… and just enormous. The tunnels swallow you like a whale swallowing a gnat. Huge fans line the ceiling looking for all the world like the jet engines of some cavernous, inside-out jumbo jet, somehow giving you the impression that you’re in a kind of elongated airport hanger. It’s quite long too, almost monotonously. In the underworld, you lose all sense of time and space…

And then suddenly you shoot out again, like some kind of Orphean missile, not looking back, emerging into a different time and place. Only a few minutes, a few kilometres, but who knows how the world has changed?

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