Imagine that. I’m creating my first blog post. It’s a bit of a bumpy ride. Visualize an old farm truck, bumping over the ridges in a fallow field. A bit jarring, but still thrilling, as your joints jostle loosely, and the hot summer breeze blows the dust and exhaust back in through the open window. Sun beats down on your bony elbow cocked casually out toward the fence line, and nothing could be finer than driving, by yourself, for the first time.