May 26, 2009|
Drove home sleepy tonight. I allowed cruise control to keep me at 55. It feels like being chauffeured more than driving. In the 50 MPH zone, I turned the radio off, and was very aware of the car's sounds, maybe on the way there, too. Here, at home, the heater made a drastically, fastly different sound than when I was next to it, because it shot straight into my face as I looked down, and it was worlds apart, like the sound suddenly changed, like it was a different object.