Car Ride, Your Fuel Money

Driving somewhere today and I took a selfie in the car because the light was hitting my face just right. Black t-shirt, hair down, looking like a girl who has somewhere to be. I do. But I am not telling you where.

I love being in the car. Music on, windows down a little, the whole road ahead of me. It feels like freedom. Even if I am just going to the market or the salon or wherever, it still feels like an adventure when you are this pretty behind the wheel.

Gas is not cheap though. If someone wants to sponsor my driving habit, I am accepting applications. Must be willing to fill up the tank whenever I ask. Which is often. I go places.