Every so often, I hear the familiar metallic whine of a passing car and wonder where it might be going...
Casting my mind outward, I ponder who the driver might be and whether they are returning to loved ones from some long and arduous trek, heading off on a newly unfolding adventure or just picking up some frozen peas.
Do they prefer the radiant sun as a travelling companion, or find contentment beneath the moon's pale gaze?
Whatever their destination, the sounds of a rumbling engine and rubber on tar evoke one thought within me above all;
Freedom.
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