I don't want it to be summer. I need it to be summer.
It always seems to come right when you most desperately need it.
I was in the car with two of my friends and they started talking about how the other day one of their mutual friends had been driving and gesticulating while talking to the passenger and had broken the rear view mirror.
And I thought about it. Particularly because something I tend to say a lot is "life's always better with someone riding shotgun." And because driving is one of the things that I love, and something that keeps me sane, in a very weird way.
If you're anything like me and you occasionally think about the journey of life in automotive terms, then you'll understand why the 'rear view mirror' story started me on a spiral of thought.
Life without a rear view mirror is like life without anything in your trunk. You put your keys in the ignition and you drive. No baggage. The absence of hindsight would be a strangely blissful drive, in life terms. Nothing to look at but the open road ahead.
Rear view mirrors make things safer, though. You can keep an eye on what you've passed and can know what's coming before it hits you. They give you greater
Or at least I can hope so. Sometimes I want to smash it and just keep on driving.
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