Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Drive Time

Everyday I glance at my phone to check the time before leaving work. 

Everyday, it tells me the drive time to the gym. 

I don't tell it that I'm going to the gym. I don't ask for driving conditions between work and the gym. 

Regardless, it's there. 

I have to admit that I'm a little freaked out that my phone knows me so well. 

I feel a little shame when I think I'm in a bit of a rut. 

Maybe I'll surprise my phone and stop off for a beer then go home. 

Somehow I think it will anticipate that and give me the drive time to a bar.