Tuesday, July 25, 2006


I'm sure my wife will tell you differently, but I've realized that my driving has slowed down a bit over the past several years. No longer am I that guy blazing around the corner at ludicrous speed, tires smoking, engine revving, and me screaming like a banshee. My lead foot has lightened and I'm not pressing the accelerator as much anymore.

I'd like to think that this change is due to maturity and taking responsibility. Perhaps from realizing the limits of my own mortality and understanding the inherit delicate nature of life itself. Maybe even understanding that it's not just me anymore, but I'm also living for Nathalie and our future family.

Or, it could be that gas is now over $3/gallon.