Traffic Friends

This morning I dicovered something strange during my morning rush-hour commute. I noticed that for the last few months, I have been travelling the same route at the same time as thousands of other Chicago commuters. Amazingly, during this time I have formed strange relationships with a few drivers who I see multiple times each week. I don't know their names, what they do, or who they are...all I know is the car they drive...and that I feel they are my friends. I actually get a little bit excited when I see them and feel that I should smile or wave. How have these traffic relationships formed? Would I know these people if they weren't in their cars? NO! Would I recognize them on the sidewalk? NO!

Pretty Strange.