[Poem a Day] “I’m Passive On Rides Home, Mostly”

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It’s interesting how much our mind relegates to routine. How much we’re prone to missing just because its part of something we see every day.

Drives home become more like loading screens while we absorb where we just were, and anticipate where we’re going to be, and everything between becomes static fuzz and waiting.

Can’t imagine how many sunsets I’ve missed because of how wholly invested I was in just getting back home.