Well, today I had my second driving lesson.
It was okay, despite not seeing a couple of yield signs and constantly forgetting to turn the turning signals on.
But...I don't know. How to explain, that is. I just feel like all this responsibility is being thrown into my lap and I don't like it.
Everytime it's over, I feel weirdly empty. Everyone's telling me to grow up, but there's only a few more years of adolescence to enjoy. It's all slipping away and no one seems to notice. Or care.
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