For once I'm not going to discuss Charlie and sleep. Enjoy the break while it lasts.
I got my car washed today and decided to take some photos from inside the car. I couldn't resist, especially since it was one of those old-school car washes that still uses the big brushes.
It was fun.
When I was little, those big brushes used to scare me and thrill me at the same time. I never was sure if the car was moving or if the brushes were. I used to wonder the same thing about the clouds. And I also thought that the moon followed me around when I was in a moving car.
Oh, to be young again. I had an imagination the size of this world.
What fun/weird things did you think when you were a kid? I love hearing these kinds of stories. Tell me, please.