I live dangerously, I guess. Or maybe just stupidly. I figure if I can carry important documents like registration and insurance in the glove box, and never lose them or have them stolen in 50+ years of driving, then my other documents are safe, too, in just an envelope in the van. I guess if I were actually worried, I could leave copies with a family member.
I understand there's a tendency, when leaving the old life with its familiar levels of risk and danger, to imagine the new, unfamiliar levels of risk and danger will be worse. But they're not. They're just slightly different.