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[!NOTE](This post was handwritten on Monday 10th of august and corresponds to week 32 but to reasons mentioned bellow, posted today.) Officially on holidays for about a week now. It was a fun week at the holiday park. And while my aim with my blog restrict the informality of this post β€” the practice of soft prose β€” here I go anyways. The Car We live close to all sort of public transport, which allows us to travel through the country without the need of a car β€” I personally do not like cars, being raised into a society crazy about them, I always felt deterred form the idea of owning one. We did rent for long journeys, inaccessible via public transport, and as such have not use a car in about six years. My eldest was about two years old when we drove across the country β€” which usually takes 3 hours β€” and it turned into a traumatic experience due to car sickness. Which up to this day triggers anxiety by just the smell of cars β€” or buses, trains and anything with the β€˜new car smell’. The…

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