Andrew Huberman· PhD
Honey, I know you love me. Let's start with that. Hold the phone there. Change the energy. Remember the biosphere. Remember that we're a team. I know you love me. When you drive on your own, I mean, I worry about you, but it's your life. Do what you do. When I'm in the car with you and you're tailgating and speeding and changing lanes, I don't know. Maybe I'm nervous. Maybe she takes the whole objectivity battle off the table. Maybe I am overly. I don't know. But nevertheless, when I'm sitting next to you and you be driving, I get crazy. I'm I'm scared. You love me. You don't really want me to be scared out of my mind every time I'm sitting next to you when we're driving. As a favor to me when I'm in the car, could you please slow down and drive more conservatively so I don't have to be so nervous?