Most people can remember their early driving lessons with a kind of nostalgic uneasiness — that strange blend of excitement and tension that lives in the pit of your stomach when you’re handed a set of keys for the first time and told, “Go ahead, you’ve got it.”
There’s something unnervingly intimate about those early moments behind the wheel. Your world suddenly expands while shrinking at the same time. The open road feels infinite, but your hands grip the wheel like it’s the only thing anchoring you to reality. You overthink every mirror adjustment, every lane change, every flicker of the turn signal. Even years later, after commutes blur into routine and muscle memory takes over the parts of driving you no longer consciously think about, those early anxieties sometimes return. A crowded highway during rush hour. A torrential storm. A new city with unfamiliar traffic patterns. Driving is one of those learned skills that stays with you —
