Driving after dinner

people outside on the footpath outside a bar in Preston

Driving after dinner

It is a different kind of vibe, after a scrumptious dinner with my Dad in Fitzroy to get into my car and drive all the way up High Street to my accommodation in Preston.

I am happy to have had the experience, because it is useful information, but I don’t feel so good about it.

Tomorrow night I will find out if travelling here by public transport is a nicer experience. Right now, I want to bathe my soul in rich, black, night. (Maybe there is a confounding factor).

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