Personal Narrative: Drive The Same Road

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Often, we perform an action or a task without little thought going into it — I have found that if I do this, along with the same task, over and over again, it becomes something I barely even notice. So much so, it may be problematic. For example, I often drive the same route, from a point A to a point B. This route, over a period of time, becomes familiar to me. Sometimes, I drive this route, and drive at my destination realizing I have little to no remembrance of driving.
Before departing, I most likely figured that I would not encounter any issues along the way, so I stop thinking about my drive. I assume that this drive will be the same as any others that I take on this specific route. However, I fail to think about possible changes that

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