Today I drove Klara to school.
Then I drove to Walgreens to get a pink pool noodle.
Then I drove to a diner to get breakfast because I now can eat diner food.
Then I drove to the post office to mail a package.
Then I drove home because N wanted me to check if he’d left his wallet at home.
Then I drove to a gas station.
Then I drove to the mechanic to repair my car’s AC.
Then I drove to another post office that accepts passport applications.
Then I drove to the Global Foods store.
Then I drove back home.
Then I drove to pick Klara up.
Then I drove us to the swimming pool.
And then I drove us home.
And that’s when I realized I had crossed over to the dark side and became part of the car culture.
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