In Finland 254 people died in road accidents last year. Given the size
and population of our country, not to mention the unthinkably low speed limits,
the amount seems high. Therefore it’s perhaps odd to say that for me my car is
a safe haven.
I can’t really explain the weird chain of thoughts behind this
all-too-tight bond with a vehicle but somehow a car represents personal space
to me. Just knowing that my car is there,
outside the building ready to take me away from a certain place or a certain
situation is so comforting. Sometimes I can just sit in the car for a while,
perhaps not even intending to go anywhere. It’s an ideal place to think, no
distractions, no interruptions. Car is freedom; car is safety (assuming one
drives in a safe manner). And yes, I talk to my car. Since I used to spend a
lot of time with horses when I was younger (and hope to do so in the future as
well) I’m sort of used to communicating with my vehicle. Of course driving is
not the most ecological way to get from one place to another, that I realize.
At least I’m ashamed.
My beautiful Citroën Xsara is an old lady already but I wish we still
have many years and miles left together.
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