One of my favourite past times, rain or shine, is to go a drive in the car. Though I don’t mind driving myself I much prefer it when someone else drives. And I could sit in the car forever. My family joke about whether there will ever come a time that I will get board in the car. I honestly believe the answer is no. You see when I’m in the car driving for no reason, on the road to nowhere in particular, I feel free, like the world outside has disappeared. Some people enjoy driving because of the things they see and the places they go, and I enjoy that too but really driving nowhere feels like running away, in the best possible way. This is why, to my sister’s dismay, my rule is if you’re going somewhere, to do something it doesn’t count as a drive. I sit beside whoever my companion that day is and we put the world to rights, reminisce dream, laugh, sing and sometimes even cry. And with each of the people who I go out in the car with I have a different type of experience. Most ...
A 20 something woman's attempt at navigating life