I’m not sure if this is the sort of thing I’ll be worrying about LESS or MORE once I start making more trips again.  On the one hand, being less used to something tends to make everything feel bigger, so I might over-react to every shimmy and shake way more than is justified as seen here.  But on the other hand, maybe the fact that I’ve barely done more than drive across town for over a year means I’ll be lulled into a false sense of security and I might take things less seriously than I should?  It could honestly go either way, especially with what a smoking, rusted, shambling lump my van is.  It’s paradoxically so close to falling apart that, at this point, nothing it does is really concerning anymore.