Riding in a car makes me [select some: nervous, tense, panicky, morbid, frantic]. Today’s 20 minute trip from Jenn’s house to a cafe in the next town over had me doing deep breathing to stay calm. Nothing to do with my sister’s perfectly safe driving style, this is all me.
The signs along the highway didn’t really do much to relax me:
AGGRESSIVE DRIVERS
HIGH CRASH AREA
SLOW DOWN
SAVE A LIFE
I miss Tokyo. Where are the trains here? Funny thing is, I know where they are–in a Scranton museum called Steamtown. 🙁