Getting Closer

I practiced driving today.

And honestly? I didn’t do bad.

There’s something kind of satisfying about feeling more in control each time, the turns feel smoother, the timing makes more sense, and the car doesn’t feel like a beast I have to tame anymore.

In two days, I’ve got my drivers license test.

Not freaking out (yet), just... aware.

Like I’m standing right before a small step that somehow feels big.

Driving’s weird. It's freedom, but also responsibility.

You’re moving through the world in your own little bubble, but you’re part of everything around you too.

Kinda like life, I guess.

Anyway, I’m closer to it.

And yeah, I’m ready.

Wish me luck.

– Max.