What I Stopped Thinking About When I Went Car-Free

I feel a strange sympathy when people complain about gas prices, parking, insurance. Sympathetic, but distanced–like the way you’d feel watching someone struggle with a burden you set down so long ago you forgot how heavy it was. I don’t own a car. I haven’t for 5 years. I live in a suburb of San Francisco with my partner and our infant. There is obvious skepticism about how car-free suburban life…