as someone born and raised in nyc, i never had the experience of driving around just to pass the time. and wow what a beautiful way to pass the time, especially if you’re with someone you enjoy spending time with.
driving is my favorite thing to do. being able to transport yourself at such speeds and such freedom. i understand lots of people do not drive for many reasons (fear, blind/deaf, child, drunk most nights, POTUS), but i do not remember my life before i could drive. how did i get anywhere? i’ll get camera roll “memories” on my phone of myself at a friends house in early highschool. this friend lived like 20 mins away and i was always at her house. who tf drove me there. that sounds awful. i’m not crazy about my car because i think it’s too small. but it’s really no big deal because it drives. i can listen to music and roll my windows down (which i always opt to do despite the weather) and nothing can touch me. its mindless enough to where my mind can wander but im engaged enough to where i am forced to not look at my phone. when im doom scrolling i think to myself, im just gonna drive around instead
