Nov. 25: Today was another long driving day. This one was more bearable for some reason. The boys were less obnoxious. Last time my brother drove the whole time, which I liked because I hate driving. This time, he didn't want to drive the whole time. When he asked if someone else wanted to drive, I kept quiet. Nobody else was offering either. In my head I kept thinking, "it's your car, you should drive. It's the responsible and the right thing to do."
Even though I didn't want to drive, I volunteered myself. It wasn't a bad drive at all, and I was happy I did it because that way I let the passengers ride as they pleased. It feels good to make the right decision and not have to worry about the guilty feelings you would have if you didn't make that choice.
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