Joan and God in “Drive, He Said”

I don't want to drive. Why are you making me?

Most young people want to drive. Why are you so hesitant?

Well you know everything. Why don't you tell me?

Perhaps your mother is correct. You're afraid of hurting yourself and ending up like Kevin.

Yeah, maybe she's right.

Balderdash! You've always been a headstrong, brave child not overly concerned with your own well-being - a trait you inherited from your father. What you fear is hurting someone else. You fear that one instance of bad judgement might entail consequences. Consequences like those...

Like Kevin? That's... that's why I don't want to drive. I mean, isn't that... isn't that a pretty good reason?

Being an adult isn't merely about risking your own well-being, it means risking others' - in cars, in love, in family - hurting others is always a possibility. That's what's difficult about being an adult: facing the harsh fact that you may hurt others even when you don't want to.

Then it's a flaw in the design, and who's fault is that?

It might help if you think of the Universe as an obstacle course. There's no flaw in the design, it's just -

Obstacles?

Time's up.