Me. In the car.
(NOT driving...sitting in the driveway!)
I feel like I am ALWAYS in the car. I practically live out of my car. For the last year or so, I've had the feeling that I spend more time in my car than in my home each week. While it's true that I have this feeling, I don't know how accurate an assessment it is of where I spend my time.
I like my car, and have come to become desensitized to spending oodles of time in it. It's a comfortable place to be, and I'm happy as a clam with my books on CD, music, and the open (or even trafficked) road ahead of me.
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