The automobile

The automobile isolates, insulates us in a cell where we feel an almost unique sense of control, which we then misapply to other parts of the world, to life outside the car where we very rarely get to drive, to choose the temperature, the music, the angle of our support, where we oh-so-rarely get to hold the wheel and steer, though now we want to, need to, will embrace almost any illusion to pretend that we can, that we are.