Quarter Life Project
Driving Miss Crazy
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Of all the things I didn’t want to start off doing, driving in the snow was one of them. I suppose it’s good practice so that I won’t be new to it later on, but it still is a little bit daunting in a first lesson.
At first I was absolutely excited, but then I got nervous as all hell. Driving in New York City is really scary, especially with all those aggressive drivers out there. My arms were absolutely stiff on the wheel and the instructor tried to get me to relax. Good luck buddy, I’ve been tense for years. A few lessons aren’t going to help me ease up right away.
Today we worked on turns and drove around my neighborhood. Not too bad for someone who hasn’t driven in a car since she was about 13. Still nervous toward the end, but as I began to relax the instructor told me that my next lesson would be in another borough and that I would be driving on the highway to get there. I think if I was down south, it would be so much easier to learn. I don’t like all these cars around me; hell, I don’t like people around me as a pedestrian.
Here’s hoping I loosen up within the next couple of weeks.
Be careful what you wish for…
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Last year I was lamenting the loss of my family and was unhappy with my work situation. While I am still unhappy with it, things are really looking up: I now have a greater sense of calm than I ever had in a long while, I’m happier as a person, and I’m moving on. In terms of family I’ve reconnected with long-lost relatives, who tend to call me a lot. It’s going to take a while for me to get used to since I never had to call and check up on siblings or anything of that sort. And since I lived with mom I didn’t really have to call to check up on her, I’d come home and there she was.
Because of these new changes in my life, I’ve decided to resurrect the Quarter Life Project but still talk about dealing with loss. In the past year I’ve been no stranger to it in almost every aspect of my life. Today’s new thing was supposed to be my first driving lesson, but the weather effectively ruined/postponed my lessons for another day. Curse you, snow.
After a short visit to Baruch College to take care of something, I figured I’d head off to the Museum of Sex since it was in the area. I’d been dying to go for a while but was always too timid to venture in there by myself. Not today.
This one prevents AIDS.
From condom tins to the vibrators that looked like hairdryers, the museum had quite an assortment of things to look at. This poster was one of my favorites.
One of the rooms had a peculiar odor to it, one that was similar to rubber but not quite. It also had an assortment of gadgets as well as life-sized dolls. I’d always been curious to see what they look like close up, and now I don’t have to wonder anymore.
And the last room was all about Sex and the Moving Image. It featured shorts, stag films, and clips of various movies showing how sex has transformed on film over the years. Surrounded in an entire room of television and projector screens, I couldn’t help but get stimulated… visually. Ha.
I left with a souvenir: a new shot glass paired with my entry ticket, of course. Let’s see what tomorrow will bring.
