Tuesday, November 12, 2002
Pedestrian I walk, therefore I am. I don't drive, basically it's for the greater good of all, my family thinks so and my friends who have driven with me think so. On receiving my grade from my driving instructor High School, he recluctantly passed me with a C....saying he'd never been more frightened in his life than when he drove with me. The other students in my car did seem to fear my driving days and one guy just punched me in the hall on the way to my biology class. So I never even attempted the real thing, I figured God just didn't need another catastrophe on the streets. I seem to be fine when I get behind the wheel, then like in some drunken stupor, I black out....well actually I white out, everything is just bright and fuzzy and I just look for a target, a road, street sign, anything that can bring me back to the state of where I am. When I refocus on the matter at hand (driving) I start to look around.........forget the road, wonder what to wear the next day, etc. I'm just not driving material. I'm a very outspoken backseat driver of course, cursing the aggressive drivers, flippin off people that ride your ass, this causes much distress to the person I'm driving with, but christ, at the risk of being on the receiving end of someone elses road rage I must speak my mind. So needless to say I rely on public transportation, friends and family to get around. Mostly I walk, yeah I know this is a forgein concept to the majority, but it's actually quite a wonderful way to get around. I can feel the air on my face, hear the birds chirp and the wind blow. I live in close proximity to my work so really it's not a big deal. On my walk to work, I plan my work day, on the way home I release all the tensions of the day before I get home......that way I don't instantly want to kick the damn cats, because I've walked it away. I love walking in the rain too....some days I'll use an umbrella, others I won't. I love the way it feels on my face and the sound it makes hitting my rain coat, and I really love when those fucking pricks doing 60 in a 30 driving through standing water and drench me..yeah, I love that. I love being almost hit by 1 ton pieces of steel and rubber, whislt the driver talks on the cell phone, I love when cars pull up into the crosswalk areas of major intersections so that I risk walking into traffic on my attempt to cross. Cars have made the world a smaller place, for some cars are part of their Identity or stature in the world. For me cars are...car payments, insurance payments, fix it next week payments, gas payments and potential death machines when operated by guys with mullets. I've never regretted not getting a license, but have considered giving it a go, now that I'm older and wiser..LMFAO. Ok, maybe not....but still there are other ways to get around, I tend to lean towards the more alternative things in life anyways, tis fun to go against the status quo. I'm not up for becoming a recovering pedestrian quite yet, maybe when I'm forty...yeah...forty.......LMFAO. Alrighty, have a super day!