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
