Paul left me keys to wander around by myself this morning. And by "wander around" I mean, "Head directly to Starbucks, do not pass go, do not collect $200."
I cannot tell you where the nearest freeway entrance is, but I can cut through someone’s backyard and cross a busy street to get coffee. On my first try.
Next time, when I have my own car, I will google map myself directions to the nearest Target. And then it will be like I live here. For reals.
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