Clean Car, Dirty Conscience

Took my car to get washed today. It was getting embarrassing. I have a guy near my house who always does it, so I just sat there scrolling my phone while he made everything perfect again.

Sound familiar? Someone works, I enjoy the result. That is basically my whole life now.

One of my fans paid for my last car service. Oil change, tires, the full thing. He said he likes knowing I am safe on the road. Sweet, right? I thought so too. I sent him a thank you selfie and he almost lost his mind.

The car looks brand new. I think I will take it somewhere nice tonight. Maybe dinner, maybe just a long drive through Udon Thani with the windows down. This city is beautiful at night when your car is clean and your tank is full and you did not pay for either one.