But I guess the nice thing about driving a car is that the physical act of driving itself occupies a good chunk of brain cells that otherwise would be giving you trouble overloading your thinking. New scenery continually erases what came before; memory is lost, shuffled, relabeled & forgotten. Gum is chewed; buttons are pushed; windows are lowered & opened. A fast moving car is the only place where you’e legally allowed to not deal with your problems. It’s enforced meditation & this is good.
— Douglas Coupland “Life After God”