And she was very happy for me, and said something like "Oh my god, that is fantastic! Driving is so liberating." She said other things mostly revolving around the themes of liberation, exhilaration and breathtaking rushes that I generally associate with sky diving rather than methods of transportation.
This, of course, led to a whole new string of anxiety as I suddenly remembered all those well meaningskys who talked me into air travel by reassuring me that driving a car was a hell of a lot more dangerous than flying. I bet it is. With me on the road, I am certain that the kamikaze pilots will feel a lot better about their prospects.
So all the "air travel is safer than driving" voices are now ringing in my head. At least I think that's what the voices are saying. They may be encouraging me to get some Haagen Dasz chocolate peanut butter ice cream.