Ripping the band aid off

I did my first solo drive today, and by solo I mean with my wing ladies in the back. Because I’m never going to really drive alone, am I?


We just drove around the neighborhood. Slowly easing me into the mind set of a driver, or let’s be honest chauffeur. Not everyone was happy with just a turn around the block. Someone wanted to go somewhere like Target or the bookstore.


Me too Nomi, me too. But the space program didn’t go straight to the moon and I can’t go straight to Costco. It’s a process.


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