Ari Lozano

Already Scene

It’s 5:07 PM on a Wednesday afternoon. The vibrant sounds of the city resonate against the outside of Leon’s car, only to be muffled through the window into a blurred collage of soft sounds, slowly lulling him to sleep. His eyes open and close, flirting with sleep as his foot gently rides the brakes. He fights to stay awake in the heavy traffic, but each minute that goes by in the river of rubber and exhaust seems to drag him deeper and deeper into a comatose-state.