Driving.

Did you know that I can drive? I don't always get it right. I falter, but I am becoming more confident. I can turn in a road and reverse round a corner and park parallel to other vehicles. I cannot do so legally, not yet. And even though my confidence is growing, there's an existential part of me that can't quite get my head around it. I feel like I am a puppeteer, mastering the others around me. Look, I can speed you up, I can make you slow down. I feel like I am playing with toys, and that the steering wheel has been manufactured cheaply for my own amusement. I feel like I am invincible, because there is power in my hands and I am caged in strength.
I do not feel like I am in charge of a weapon.
I do not feel like it is real.