Unlike Willie Nelson, I can wait to get on the road again. One would never know how much I hate driving, especially since I'm always behind the wheel. It seems ever since I moved to Texas (1982), I've always lived in places where I had to drive to get anywhere - my job, the grocery store, the movies, the mall, my hair stylist...So whenever I visit relatives, I feel as if I've "gone to town" because everything is much closer. I remember when I visited my cousin in Long Beach, California; it was so neat to walk outside the door and then walk downtown and visit the shops.
However, I don't want to live in that hustle and bustle, that easy access. All I have to do is drive Interstate 85 through Atlanta to remind me of the down-side of living in the city.
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