I for one feel safe in a car when it is traveling, somehow. I feel comfort in knowing I can see the world all the while sitting on fabric. The ease there is in being able to control which direction I want to go is so...astounding.
Yet now, when I see one, with its' shiny red top coat I think of how far I am from success. The money I make, this machine eats it. Its' engine needs the gas and oil. The tires are wearing thin. And have I mentioned the accident on Lincoln and 35th?
These birds, how they laugh at us.