On Monday, I got pulled over by the police.
I thought it was a routine check, but a fair amount of confusion, and one translated conversation later, I realized I was being given a ticket.
I’d be lying if I said I don’t deserve it.
I am a BAD driver.
I don’t speed, but only because if I did, I would certainly by now be dead.
I’ve dented the back of the car I was given twice since coming to Japan.
My judgment and spatial sensibilities are whack, I gaze pretty much CONSISTENTLY, and I am always doing something else that requires a decent amount of concentration while behind the wheel.
I don’t know if my overall driving will actually improve but, at least for the time being, I am being more mindful when on the road.
A bit more mindful.
A little bit more mindful.
Who cyaa hear haffi feel.