I'm dreading the stuff I have to do today. It's not a lot, but it feels like a lot. I have to drive to my sister's house to deliver some money she needs post-haste. Then I might have to go to where my late father used to work. I hate going there but there's no way around it. I wish I didn't become so scared of driving. I keep freaking out on the highway instead of being able to enjoy the ride...