Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

I was standing in line at seven am today for renewing my license at the DMV.  Two hours later I got through the door, then was sent here, there and everywhere to get a vision test, a schedule for a driving test, and a photo.  I have macular degeneration in one eye, so I have to have a form from the eye doctor, take an eye test every year, and almost every year a driving test, but last time they let me go two years.  Of course my driving appointment is after my birthday, so I had to get a temporary license as well.  I was out by eleven thirty.  I am so exhausted, from the tension of failing the vision test in my bad eye, the sense that there must be a better system somewhere, when they put me through this yearly, and frustration that I feel like I'm fighting to keep my license, though I've had no accidents and my eye doctor reassures me I'm fine to drive.  I feel somewhat like a criminal, and punished, though everyone at the DMV is nice and helpful and the feeling is irrational.  The DMV forces me to confront my disability, and I guess I just don't like it.  But I'm grateful they take the time with me and give me the chance to prove I can drive safely.  And the truth is I've learned a lot about driving from these frequent tests.  I'm a much better driver now.  And alert and aware.  I don't take driving for granted.