~This Is A Story~

Since nothing eventful has happened in awhile (other than Owen Meany not being interesting so far), here's a story I wrote a couple weeks ago. Its quite dramatic and critique would be appreciated.

The Bridge Between



I was in that place that everyone gets to while being stuck in traffic for a long time. I was neither awake nor asleep and my head rested against the window as my half open eyes dimly registered the gray of the glove compartment in front of me.

"Hey, look at that! What a picture. Isn't it beautiful?"

I opened my eyes and looked out the window. We were on a bridge, and blue, sparkling, crystalline water flowed hundreds of feet beneath it. It was beautiful.

I felt my heartbeat speed up.