I was walking to downtown this afternoon and I swear I still can’t believe that I am intruding one of the uninterrupted streets in this small town of Alliston in Canada. For the locals, they won’t find the street unruffled due to the ongoing sounds of the engines created by the motorists and the sudden loud car radio of the young drivers. But for me, it is so quiet and restful here.

I hit Shoppers Drug Mart again to browse through some books, but I didn’t buy any because I found a store where I can buy books in low-priced. I get the Study Guide for driver’s permit instead. I decided to take G1, meaning I can start learning how to drive a vehicle soon.

I was having a second thought at first, because I don’t believe I am ready to sit behind the steering wheel yet. I have heard of many car accidents, especially in some highways here. I don’t trust myself and I don’t trust other drivers either.

The last thing that I said was actually epitomized my being as a whole, I don’t trust anybody including myself, and I hate that.

And if you hate something, you don’t want to live with it. I said, I should start knowing my potentials and believe that I can do things, driving could be one of these.

After living here for almost a year (in few days, I will be staying here for a year and I said I am going to celebrate that day. It is like my first birthday. A was supposed, new me), I realized that driving your own (or borrowed) car is a taste of freedom.

I have to say that I lived and still living in a confinement. A detention. I worked all week and lock up myself in my four corners room every weekend. My only reward is a good walk around Alliston streets, if I am not lazy to do that.

No buses and costly cab fare prevented me to explore in my new found city. That is why sometimes I am asking myself, “Do I really want to live here?”

My inner self, again, will reply “Let’s go to the real city, let’s move to Toronto.” I don’t know if my uncle heard my usual conversation with my inner self when told me “How many times did I tell you to take a driving exam and learn driving, so you can go anywhere, work anywhere and live anywhere?”

Before I forget, my inner self is telling me to do our weekly mutterings.

1. Gossipping :: blabbering
2. Misplaced :: left somewhere you can’t remember
3. Spaceship :: galactica
4. Ignore :: left out
5. Bodily :: physical
6. Tweezers :: plucking out hairs
7. Goodnight :: sweet dreams
8. Curls :: rollers
9. Faucet :: sink
10. Right? :: Left

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