learning to drive will definitely unlock a new form of catharsis for me. i'm far too old not to know... but once i do, i can be filled with loathing while operating heavy machinery at high speeds... i can feel like a horror protagonist in one of my favorite stories...
I'm cruising down an old country road, wearing my orange plaid button-up. it's 7pm. i roll down the window... tunes on the radio ... sun setting ... out of the corner of my eye, i glimpse motion in the cornfield. the music becomes faint... the car slows ... what will become of me now?
if i get out of the car, it destroys the "car" aspect of the horror, but if i stay in the car, I'll feel too safe. so many choices. i'm excited to make that decision, when the time comes.
I'm cruising down an old country road, wearing my orange plaid button-up. it's 7pm. i roll down the window... tunes on the radio ... sun setting ... out of the corner of my eye, i glimpse motion in the cornfield. the music becomes faint... the car slows ... what will become of me now?
if i get out of the car, it destroys the "car" aspect of the horror, but if i stay in the car, I'll feel too safe. so many choices. i'm excited to make that decision, when the time comes.