Have you ever pulled into your driveway and realized you don't remember most of the ride home? I know I have, plenty of times. Maybe you had a tough day and needed to think it over, maybe it was the great tunes on the radio, or maybe you just zoned out. I'm sure there's a name for it, but, whatever you call it, it's a bit unsettling.
It basically boils down to inattention: you're so used to the drive, or focused on what has to happen when you get home, that your brain processes the normal patterns (slow here, take a left now, make sure to back in) rapidly and the time seems short, or even nonexistent. I wish I could do that on command!
Even if I could, I would probably forgo that power if my commute consisted of a bridge like this:
This is the Eshima Ohashi bridge in Japan. It looks normal enough, right?
That is, until you see the height you have to scale to cross it.
Not to mention that weird kink in the middle ...
Looks like a ramp on a roller coaster ... to nowhere!
It is definitely breathtaking.
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H/T: Boredom Therapy