On Driving

Today was the first day that I've ever driven a car.

It felt strange. I've had dreams before, where I'm driving a car, except in those dreams, I eventually crashed because I haven't driven before in real life, so in my mind, I'd assume that I'd be bad at it.

To be honest, I'm kind of disappointed in myself because I wanted to drive without anyone teaching me. I know that's illegal, but it seems like a teenage rite of passage- stealing your parent's car and driving. Now that I'm past it, I'll have to think of some other way to rebel. Graffiti anyone? ;)

I remember once, I almost took my mom's car. I got as far as turning the ignition on, and then the loud music blasted from the stereo, which scared the hell out of me, and I couldn't go through with it anymore. That, and I wasn't sure how to back out of the parking space.

Driving for the first time today felt like a videogame, like it was unreal. The roads we took, I've been down them so many times in the passenger seat, that it didn't feel like I was actually driving the car. It felt unsafe whenever we went past an intersection with traffic lights. It felt like I was snowboarding because objects were moving past me so quickly. (Yes, I was speeding a couple of times, but I was only trying to match the speed of the cars beside me, so therefore, they were probably speeding as well)

Before today, in my head, I had a list of things that could have possibly gone wrong. None of those things happened today thankfully. I am still here, typing this for whoever is reading. Phew!