Day before Yesteday I couldn't sleep, so I took the car out. No music, no GPS, just the windows down and the cool night air.
The city looks so different when the bheed bhaad is stripped away—the empty streets, the yellow glow of the streetlights, the occasional stray dog watching you pass by such a cute moment btw hahaha
It’s the only time I feel like I can actually hear my own thoughts. I ended up at a new shop lajpat nagat and had the best conversation with the guy running it about nothing in particular. Does anyone else do 'soul-searching' drives, or am I just weirdly nocturnal'?