Sometimes when I drive...

...my car turns off. It's a hybrid, so the engine shuts off when I come to a stop. Which makes it very quiet. And kind of spooky. Especially when I'm on my way home late at night. So periodically I contemplate ways to drive home without having to stop once. So far my strategy involves making a lot of right turns. I'd try it some time if I was a better driver. For now, I just turn up the radio.

...I start to feel very comfortable in my seat and try to curl up, cross-legged. Then I remember I need my feet for the pedals. That's what the word comes from, right? Ped-als?

...I feel hopesul as I near the building that puts up catchy quotes on a marquee. I wonder if they will have a new one. But, alas, it's the same as it's been for the last 3 months: "we must be the change we want to see."

...I listen to classical radio on KUSC. I like that I can drive all the way from work to home and it only takes one and a half songs.

...I listen to that radio station with my brother in the car and ask him if he likes it, for the sheer enjoyment of hearing him admit he likes something from my alma mater.