I have not moved the Toyota in three weeks. Over the summer, I drove her ten thousand miles. Now she just sits in the back driveway, dreaming of Canadian roads.
After all that moving, I want just to sit too. I haven’t been out to anything social in three weeks. I’m both depressed and no longer in need of people.
I’m not worried. Life comes in cycles. This is the time of darkness, winter, and thoughtfulness.