To drive or not to drive

People envy that I can drive. That I can go places as and when I like. But I rather hope that I don't know how to drive. When you want to drive, no one send you home, no one send you up to your house, no one visit your house, and most importantly, no more talking opportunity to talk because you are hardly in the same car. So much time, but the things being talke about is even less than a friend met once a week I suppose. Shit. I want to read! :)