Four Wheel Freedom

I have a car for a few weeks while my father is on the other side of the world. I love having a car. I never realized how much I love having a car.

I can survive very well when I am in London without a car. The bus system is good. It has never bothered me to not have a car, but now that I do have a car, it is great. There is a degree of freedom that I really enjoy having.

Over the past few weeks, I had begun to feel a little trapped in the life I have created for myself. The freedom of having four wheels is really helping with that.

I love to drive. I love being able to take off and being able to feel the road moving away from me. It had never occurred to me that being in a car and having control. It makes me feel like I am in control of something.

Many things seem to be taken out of my control right now. I didn't want to be back at school this year and I am. I do enjoy it, which is lucky, but it still wasn't what I wanted to with my year. I usually feel as though I have more control of the relationships in my life, which I am so aware that I don't this year. Assumptions I had made have been proven to be very very wrong and it's not necessarily a bad thing. The only place I feel that I am totally in control is when I am in the driver's seat.

I'm not sure when it was that I became a control freak, but I am aware that it can be considered another one of my titles. I have learned to let go of some things, but I can't seem to let go of others. I don't like, but I have to wonder how much I can really do about it. Maybe I'll just get back into my car.