We treat life like how we treat our cars

We spend a lot of our lives, driving.  Either aimlessly into the dark sheet of the horizon or down the California coast searching for some gold; lets take our chances!

At first, we are young, angry at the road and everyone opposing our vehicle.  We drive fast, speed, waste gas, ruin tires, make irrational decisions with no reason or logic.  We take chances, make stupid mistakes and we fail to learn from crucial ones.  We break rules because defying is fun.  We play games, don't pay attention to street signs, and drink because it's just a short ride home.  We love taking chances.

Then we aren't young anymore.  Well we aren't old yet, we're caught in limbo between two distinguished age groups.  Regardless of age, we become more accustomed to the road and patient with it.  Mistakes aren't committed as often anymore, or at least they weren't our intention.  Instead of driving recklessly, we abide by more rules, understand the reasons for laws and road signs, acknowledging that chaos will result in a world without laws.  We don't speed as much anymore because that ruins our gas milage.  We start comparing gas prices, paying money for car washes, maybe even installing a bike rack.  Everything is safe and regulated.  We also forget a little about taking chances.

Then after some period of time we realize that we aren't in that limbo state anymore and that we have graduated to being old.  We drive like snails.  We never speed, our actions are timed and planned and have been embedded into the brain for the last X years.  The cycle of repetition burns a certain sequence of actions into our memory.  With time we become pessimistic, constantly proved wrong about the human race, constantly being disappointed, formulating stereotypes and judgement upon all the young drivers speeding before us.  We become timid and crawl back into our protected shell, still going snail speed.  All we do is look for road signs and abide by any law written in the book.  We hire somebody to assess the risk in each action we take.  Time and old age has debilitated any ideas of change.  We have eliminated any notions of taking chances.

Can we prevent any of this?

Or is the cycle of life just an inevitable sequence of events meaning to happen in everyones lives in different ways?

Will each person just experience their epiphanies and realize that the world is one large cycle?  Realize that the more the world progresses, the more laws will be created to uphold itself?  Slung in its own web of glory, responsible for its own downfall?  In the future when chance is completely eliminated, that is when the world will end.  

...At least Duke enjoys the car rides.

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