One of the blessings of my disability is that I have been home most days and not driving. Thank God. This morning, I helped out a friend who doesn’t have a vehicle get to work. That meant I had to drive during rush hour. I saw what I was missing and I realized how lucky I am.
Anybody who criticizes conformity too stridently doesn’t take into account that conformity is what makes driving a viable means of getting places. We all agree to conform to the rules of the road. Being a unique driver isn’t particularly valuable.

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