Driving car is painful isn’t it? For me yeah it is. Especially when I drive alone; I hate it. In these days, 2 or 3 times per week I go a to farmer’s market; I deliver flower. Unless I have enormous flowers, do by myself. It here means I drive alone.

It’s only 10 minutes for each way, but pain in my neck. Besides it falls on commuting time, so it easy to get traffic. I put my chin on the right hand to wait for the signal change to blue always. But one day I happened to see a girl picking her nose wildly. I was stunned as a statue on a stupid park. I stared at her for a while, because I was waiting for the signal. She dog her right one first and pulled the index finger out and saw the thing—if you don’t mind me calling it booger, I appreciate—then balled it up with fingers and filliped it against the windshield. Of course she began with the left. I clapped my hand and started laughing as a moron.

Then I started watching people in my car; started betting if people were doing weird, like picking nose that kind of stuff. I make believe it will be happy day if I saw one. Today I saw a guy singing hard like William Wong—from “American idle”. When I saw him he opened his mouth opened wide like a dog yawning. I could tell he was concentrating with his frowning eyebrows. I sort of worried if he would hit a car ahead of him. But he gave me a laugh and happiness. Thanks to him.

Now I’m okay with driving alone. However, I don’t think I am looking at the direction where I’m going.