Fear

I really have a huge fear of getting lost.
It’s worse now that I’ve moved up here because I’m much more likely to be driving somewhere I haven’t been before. I was reminded of this when I went to Raleigh to cover a meeting for the Raleigh Public Record last night.
I’d mapped out my route, but all day I had this feeling of impending doom … Fortunately, as it always does, it vanished when I started driving. Well, until I arrived at downtown Raleigh and despite having printed out directions and studied the map, I did get lost for a few minutes. And then came the challenge of finding a parking space. My editor told me there was free on-street parking after five, but he didn’t mention how little of it would be available … Finally I settled on a parking garage close by, rushed across the street to the meeting.
And rushed back because I’d forgotten to look our shiny new car.
Still, no damage, no accidents, and our new car drives so much better than the old one did. So, yay.