January 18. Tuesday. I have a driving lesson first thing. We spend some time on roundabouts. It goes quite well. I find myself actually enjoying driving. My instructor stops the lesson half-wawy through so he can get out of the car and photograph a rare cloud formation—a fall streak—which is happening above us. He tells me he’s never seen one before and…
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