When I drive

When I drive, it feels like a simulation. Like a racing game in a video arcade. I think it’s because I spend too much time on the computer. I forget that I’m a body in the physical world, not just a mind in the virtual world. I stumble on the stairs after I’ve stepped away from my desk and think, “What’s going on? Why am I not ascending?” Then I remember, “Oh, I have to use my legs.” But on the road, the stakes are higher. I can stumble on the stairs and still survive. A crash could be fatal. Not like the video game. There’s no respawn.