Hello, Paul Simon, my old friend

Growing up and growing old with Paul Simon

One of the backroads in Colorado I learned to drive on.

2010.

When I was fifteen, my mother taught me how to drive. In Colorado you need to log fifty hours of driving time on a learner’s permit. I was eager to get my license, which symbolised freedom, agency, and adulthood. It meant I could see my friends, get a job, escape… at least when my siblings or p…