I'm not sure if it's just me being weird as usual or the best solitary moments would always be when I sit alone in the car with the engine switched off. It feels even better at night and if there's a slight drizzle, the sound of little raindrops shielding me further away from all the worries of the world.
If I ain't being weird maybe it's the car. Maybe it feels like home because it's mine. Maybe because it has seen me through some happiest times and scenes of emotional breakdowns. Maybe because it has never let me down.
Yes, I bet it is because it has never let me down.
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