hello steemit friends
I had many dreams in my childhood, but I did not care about them
There was one dream that always occupied me; He owns a car
I closed my eyes every time, imagining myself on a long dirt road driving a black American-made car. I listened to the loud hard rock songs and shook my head with every guitar cry. I used to smoke, pollute the air and cover the open box and laugh.
The world seemed very slow from inside my car, and I was driving so fast that I was earlier my dream sometimes, so when I was young,
Now, after I got out of my car before I owned it
After I gave up that dream and convinced myself that he was trivial and does not deserve all that distance ..
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