Driving is an everyday occurrence for me since I started high school.

The first time feeling a vehicle move with me felt really cool.



Until the queasiness in my stomach rose to quite a deal.

An intolerable uneasiness I hated to feel.



The urge to throw up and my head spinning with dizziness.

I'm glad I could hold up and not cause a mess.



My favorite time was when we were stopped in traffic.

I could rest my head and ease my discomfort, hoping to remain static.



The view passing by was always amazing.

Alas I could never really enjoy it without worrying.



That I might faint right then after emptying my stomach.

Closing my eyes never helped enough.



A little while later I got used to it. Slowly easing into...