sunday january 5

today i was walking home in the snow late at night along bloor when a driver pulled up alongside me and asked if he was heading in the right direction to get to spadina. always happy to be tasked with an easy inquiry about city geography, i said "yep, just another 5-10 minutes that way, and you'll hit it." after expressing his gratitude, he followed up by asking: "do you need a ride somewhere?" i was just around the corner from my street, and told him as much, but if i'd still had a long walk ahead of me, i'm only 95% sure i'd still have declined. is there a certain age where you're no longer concerned about getting into cars with strangers?