I think it was the car.
I drive not only an ugly, but a busted, car. We have two cars, one that looks almost passable but doesn’t run well, the other looks broken but runs reliably. 904 more words
There’s nothing like traveling with other people to make you really appreciate your own solitude.
I’ve always thought there’s something romantic about traveling alone. You’re on your way to a secret destination known only to you and your welcoming party. 399 more words