If that sloppy V of geese was actually made up of people, it would be understandable. As it stands, the similarities are still evident.
While we do not have a seasonal migration as part of our internal genetic code, there are still those amongst us who flock south for the winter and return home for the warmer months.
It is more than the seasonal draw to and from a location though. There are those among us who migrate daily, albeit on a smaller scale. These people create a different effect, but one that is equally as telling as the goose's announcing of the changing seasons.
The rush hour is the result of people migrating to and from their places of work. There is still some call that exists at the genetic level, driving us towards home. We might not have to fly as many miles or pause in as many towns, but the sloppy lines of traffic are equally lacking in precision.
The same uniformity exists, but our migration is more about straight lines of blinking red brake lights than a majestic flying V. And there will always be those breaks in formation, just as there will always be geese that break from the formation for a short respite, and cars that use off-ramps to seek out a washroom, or quick bite to eat.
The migrations are the same, and driven by our urge to be at home, nesting quietly in the comfort of the place we know best and wrapping ourselves in the comfort of familiarity.
While there are differences, the goal is always the same: heading home.
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