Enia Titova on Nostr: I woke up in the dark, got dressed, and drove to a doctor’s appointment in San ...

I woke up in the dark, got dressed, and drove to a doctor’s appointment in San Mateo. The clinic is a mile from my former office so this drive is one I’ve done hundreds of times.

but today it felt... odd. anachronistic.

it’s not that the drive itself is bad: there are way worse places to be than 280 at dawn, inside a warm masterpiece of German engineering.

there’s hardly any traffic. no billboards from enterprise software startups shouting at each other about the superiority of their product offerings.

when I did this commute daily (because there isn’t public transit where I’m going), I treated it like moving meditation.

notice npub1wnr9lewx3j2vughqfs2qre78rad0p0n06f9cec7lc4zkj5raunlsx0w499 (npub1wnr…w499) still asleep in the folds of the hills. admire how the sun paints the trees a golden yellow.

in isolation, it’s not a bad diversion.

but when we *had to* do it daily? each of us inside a small metal box, suffocating the very view we feel privileged to admire?

that’s barbarian.

will we ever do it again?