Over the last couple of weeks I've spent a lot of time driving. Being alone in a car is the worst. Add fatigue and heavy downpours and it's pretty close to purgatory. On my last trip (Atlanta to Rock Hill) my ipod decided to die and nothing was playing on the radio. I think my car may have been rebelling... tired of listening to me sing at the top of my lungs. Unfortunately singing loudly is the only thing that makes driving alone bearable.
Also, when I'm driving people seem to think it will be fun to not answer their phones. What's that about? Why do they call when I'm busy and decide to ignore me for the four hours that I'm bored out of my mind?
Maybe the next post (you know, months from now) will be more upbeat than this one.
