The Driving Thing — Personal
Aside from a very short driving stint about a year ago, I hadn't really driven in about eight years. Despite the fact that when I was nineteen years old I spent the better part of a year driving by myself around various parts of the United States, when I moved to New York City I was more than ready to give up the whole driving thing. I often find myself mildly claustrophobic in cars and elevators, planes, in heavy crowds, essentially, I don't have birds tattooed on my wrists for no reason. I need my space, freedom to fly, and I prefer my feet to any kind of transportation that can be offered. So the idea of getting back to my driving roots was a bit scary. I don't have a great trust of most people's ability to make wise and careful decisions, so putting my trust in those people to get behind the wheel of a huge machine and not kill me, well, it seems just plain stupid. But I guess going on the assumption that most people don't want to die any more than I do, I'm required to put a little blind faith into the process, swallow my fear, and remind myself that I've done it all before.
I have to take The Vomit King to the vet on Tuesday in hopes to discover why he pukes if he hasn't eaten in four hours, so I was forced to finally get behind the wheel yesterday to practice driving. I was a little tense about the whole thing but for the most part once I began driving it felt extremely familiar. Tonight however will be my first driving experience alone in a very very long time, and I'm more than a little nervous. I guess it's mostly the unfamiliarity with the area than anything, but I guess getting lost is the best way to discover your direction. Wish me luck.
So how did the driving thing go?? Nancy
The car thing gets easier....I found the the hardest thing to get used to again was nighttime driving on a divided highway. Practice makes perfect. I can even drive and yell at my hypo-condriac-fiance (while he white-knuckles in the car on the NJ Turnpike) at the same time and not run red lights. Progress.
Stay off of Potter Rd. It has been known to have jumping split rail fences that lodge themselves in your bumper when you least expect it. You need to buy a chain saw!
I told you! They're dangerous. And you didn't believe me ... sheesh.
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