Fly

I love my car
I love my job
I love being on the job late at night, listening to music and driving on an open road.
My car is my freedom, I can at a moments notice drive across town to see my sister and brother in law who are suddenly at my parents house.
Sometimes when Im driving I feel like my car could sprout wings and fly. Its my happy thoughts, my pixie dust, it takes me away to never never land.