With my head pounding {post birthday sugar hangover people} I climb into the driver seat. Resisting the urge to drop off to sleep in the embrace of the bucket seat, I flip on some music. It’s too loud for my headache but I don’t care. The bass starts to pound as I check the mirrors and reverse. Exhaling loudly, I feel better immediately. It’s time, to drive.

Stamping my foot on the pedal the car picks up and soon my house is forgotten. Music plays and the engine responds willingly to my foot on the pedal. My reflexes respond, doing what years of driving have taught them to do. Eyes sharp, hands wrapped around the wheel. My mind wanders. Should. Shouldn’t. Have. Haven’t. Adele’s Rumours starts and I think about rumours. I think about people. I smile, sometimes.

Then there’s some open, winding road and my attention turns to driving again. As the car gathers speed and the corners come faster and closer together my head is clear. Vacant. Concentrating is my only focus. Brake, gears. Slow controlled movements and reflexes on the edge. Despite the music all I can hear is the beat of my heart. Soon the speed limit drops and the car and I return to the designated pace.

The beat of the music pounds. I exhale and for this moment. Everything is ok. I just like to drive.

  • I remember going riding on my motorbike for the same feeling.
    Just to be out there, feeling the sun and the wind.

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Yes indeed. My parents both ride & I spent a lot of years doing do myself. Mostly on our farm. I love the feeling you describe, so amazing.

  • stinkb0mb

    i *love* driving, i do heaps of it both for work and pleasure. my car [Stella] is just under 4 months old and is less than 2000kms away from clicking over 15000kms and needing it’s first service. i am predicting that i will be reaching that milestone before Stella is 5 months old 🙂 as i said i do *alot* of driving!! on friday we went for an 1.5 hour drive just to have a hot dog for lunch – my oh my but WHAT a hot dog!!

    as much as i love driving, nothing compares to being on the back of a motorbike – as River describes above, the feeling of the sun, wind and just the open road, which you are at one with. i miss getting on the back of Guv’s bike, next summer, i’m determined to be slim enough to get back on it. and then something on my list to be ticked off next year? getting my own licence and bike, so we can go cruising together!!

    hope you’re enjoying the new car gorgeous!

    ~x~

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      This amazes me. I thought I loved to drive. You win. Haha.

      My parents both ride, so does Hubby. I grew up on bikes, they’re all kinds of amazing. This is a freaking GREAT reason to lose the weight. The call of the road. Go be awesome, biker chick. 😉

  • Carli@TinySavages

    Love this Melissa, I wrote a post called Just Drive not long ago too about it being the only time my family are quiet and how relaxing it is.  I like to just drive too x

    • Melissa Walker Horn

      Love, love to drive. I think it comes from time in the car with my family too. Dad used to take us for a drive to put us to sleep sometimes. I think he just loved to drive too.