Heartbreaks, Insomnias, and Clouds

I am at an artist residency on the Aegean coast, and the drive back home to the studio involves a lot of scenic and swerving roads. As I made a left turn today, I saw two people who were standing by the road, a few meters apart. They were clearly having an argument, and the distance between them felt heavy. I wanted to get out of the car and cut through the miscommunication between them, like the ribbon at an opening ceremony. I imagined driving through the gap between them to disrupt the moment and scare them out of unhappiness, which was, admittedly, a misguided response.