Driving
(riding) in the Tesla.
It
doesn’t need me. All it needs to know is where I want to go and then I
become superfluous. An image comes to mind of our kids in booster chairs
in the back seat with the pretend steering wheel in front of them, spinning the
wheel and driving like crazy, having absolutely no impact on what is really
happening. That’s me. Pretend driving now.
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