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Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Means of transportation

This is my vehicle of preference. The shopping cart has been a favorit for a while now, and if it were up to me, we'd go to the super market (or Ikea for that matter) every day. Nothing beats the feeling of independence and excitement (on (the right side of) the verge of fear) that comes from riding high up from the floor, almost on my own and surrounded by almost nothing.
However, this is the vehicle I get to spend the most time in. I don't say I hate the car, I even have my own, mysteriously colored, chair in it. But it's a bit monotomous and I tend to fall asleep.

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