It’s Only After We’ve Lost Everything That We Are Free To Do Anything

PJs. Dark room. Sitting cross-legged on my bed.

Today I am planning on applying for my P2s. I’m kind of excited, because it means no plates and less chance of a fine for going the ~actual~ speed limit on the freeway. I’m just your average driver, I guess. I sure as hell haven’t been a goody-two-shoes. I speed. All the time. I don’t know what it is but there’s something about going fast, and being a tiny bit reckless, that makes me happy. I am sometimes one of those kids who gives P platers a bad reputation.

But I have no idea where I would have been without my licence and my car this year. I rely on it way too much. Fuel eats away at my savings. It’s my own fault. I really should stop driving everywhere. It’s bad for the environment. It’s just so goddamn convenient. I LOVE the convenience. The public transport system in Adelaide is SHIT. Oh man. It’d probably take me 2 hours to get to work if I didn’t have a car. Which again, is my fault for having a new job that is so far away.

But now I’m at the point where I feel like I’m above using public transport. Like I’m better than that. And sure, I myself can afford to pay for fuel, but I don’t think that I really can afford to feel that way when the shit coming from the exhaust pipe of my fuel guzzling Commodore is part of what’s damaging the Earth’s climate.

SO, my new years resolution for 2011 will be to try and reduce my own use of my car. I will not drive to the train station. I will take buses and trains whenever I can. I will try to only spend 20 dollars a week on fuel (I used 80 dollars worth this last week), and if I run out of fuel during that week I will not top up until the start of the next week (unless I desperately have to get to work).

Lets see how it goes, yeah?