Personally, I don’t drive and I don’t have a car at all. And to tell you the truth I don’t really want one. Cars are one of the things in life that are pretty much more important to other people than they are to me. Sometimes I feel that the attitudes and feelings of affection that some people have about their motorized vehicles far exceeds their positive attitudes about and feelings of affection for other PEOPLE. When someone starts comparing other human beings’ worth to the value of having a very nice car, or to the car itself, their pretty far off the path, so it pretty much doesn’t matter what they’re driving at that point. Because when they get where they are going they are not going to feel good about their deepest self and and they are going to be more empty than they were before they bought the car. That is not the glory of the freedom that is associated with being able to enjoy modern travel. To have to buy a better and better car every year just because of the emptiness that is left from using it as a proff of one’s worth or the lack of esteem of another must be quite draining in itself. I choose not to boast anything I have against someone who has not because it interferes with my ability to enjoy it in this moment and contaminates the things ability to produce joy in the future. I am a big ‘love myself no matter what’ / ‘love myself even if’ kind of person just to be able to survive in this kind of world where perspective is a little lacking and value is sometimes very grossly distorted. People are always worth more than cars, and cars are temporal, they don’t last. But the human soul is a spirit and eternal, that’s what has lasting value and that is what truly matters.