It never really mattered to me whether I was
driving fast or slow, as long as I was accompanied with nice music and had my
windows fairly opened. My mom used to worry about me
driving with my hair loose. "You will not see the road!" she argued. But I always did. I saw the road and felt the wind at the same time. It''s always fun to do that every once in a while, driving alone. No one can interrupt your thoughts, judge your lousy singing, witness your reactions or notice your smile.
I couldn''t help taking the long road yesterday while driving back home. I had just left the Kazan''s residence at Ballouneh and was somehow wishing for a foggy night. I love fog. I don''t really know the exact reason behind it. It might be its mysterious effect perhaps... or because my dad once told me that we only see fog when we''re flying. But there was no fog. Nevertheless, I kept smiling with a tiny frown, one that reflected laziness in my will to study. Thus I drove, didn''t matter whether I was driving fast or slow. What mattered was the nice music and the fairly opened windows.
I walk the same road four times, on a daily basis. And within the process, I tend to meet familiar faces. Some whom I greet, some whom I don''t, some who greet me and some who don''t... but my favorite walk among the four is the fourth one. I come back home around 7:45 pm, it''s not too
dark yet dark enough to walk alone, there isn''t anyone annoying in front of you discussing something totally meaningless and there isn''t anyone behind your back chewing his gum in an appaling way. I never minded that walk. I actually love it. However to get to that walk, one has to go through three other walks. This came to my mind earlier this morning, when I was waiting for my Consumer Behavior course to start. One of the students was enjoying her gum that one could actually imagine it in her jaw... That magical sound that varies from "Tlap Clop plap" and "tsik tsak" and the occasional balloon between each, makes you enjoy your seat and wish you could actually hear that noise forever! I enjoyed it to the extent that I looked at her, exposing my sweetest look, promising something like.. "I would honestly use my finger nails to open that big mouth of yours and tie your tongue to your earrings if you do not STOP!" Unfortunately, she... didn''t get me. This time of the semester is when I start to get new friends, those who would be interested to join my group in our projects... Am I not lucky?
Driving alone has never been an issue for me. Neither has the speed of my driving. What''s been an issue is getting new friends who would consider themselves smarter than the rest of the crowd, despite me knowing... they''re not extremely fond of me. But I really do appreciate the effort invested and the implemented planning. It just gets me to further valorize driving alone.