Shocking, as it is to read the above statement, it is true! I am going to miss these blasted roads in Michigan. Definitely not because of their quality, but because I know them like the back of my hand.

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The very fact that I can hit the road and know exactly which direction I’m heading in, which street I’m going to cross, which store is going to come up on the right, which pretty house is on the upcoming corner, which gas station is cheapest, which highway exit I should take, how to avoid traffic, what is a better construction detour is something that I think I may have taken for granted.

There are specific roads I am going to miss the most. Call me crazy, but I-96 (the Jeffries Fwy) is my favorite highway. I could drive down that highway blindfolded and make it out okay. In fact, I might as well have on numerous occasions driving back from UM-Dearborn after a horrendous exam where my eyes were so filled with tears I couldn’t see a thing anyway. Mariam’s right, driving to Dearborn my mind is on autopilot.

My other favorite road is Six Mile, heading east between Sheldon and Haggerty. I just think it’s so pretty after you cross Northville Rd and you come up around the bend near Meads Mill. The site of those trees just warms my heart. Obviously because I live on Six Mile, but also because everytime I went out of town, when I saw that bend, I knew we were almost home.

Since I was little, I would always stare out the car window at street names going by memorizing which stores we had passed, which side of the car they were on, and how far away I was from my destination. I never trusted anyone driving (save maybe abbu) if we were to get lost. I always took it upon myself to keep track of wherever I was, and now it’s a nasty habit that has turned into obsession.

I am *nervous* beyond measure to drive in another state. Because if I don’t know where I am at all times, which cardinal direction I’m facing, and how to get around if I’m lost, I get *really* anxious.

*sigh* Michigan roads, I heart you!