By: Steve Fite
I spend a lot of my life trying to not get motion sickness.
I will ride a roller coaster. Once. You get one if you go to a theme park with me.
I don’t really drink to excess, and if I do I know it won’t stay in my system for very long.
I drive. Everywhere I go. You want to drive? That’s okay. I’ll drive. Yes, all 12 hours.
Uber? Hmm. How far?
Catalina? But we can just get a nice hotel here.
All because my brain thinks I’m in trouble when I’m not. I can’t convince myself otherwise.