Okay, so, this isn’t really the prompt at all. But it’s similar enough lol.

I always liked long car rides. Road trips.

Squished into a little space, sitting on my phone, playing a coloring game while my fingers, interlocked, hold my phone despite the cord plugged in.

There’s just something abt not being claustrophobic. Being able to squeeze yourself into a tiny space, curled up, knees close enough to touch your chest, so close that your head’s in danger of getting kneed, & your main worry that your back doesn’t cramp, your butt doesn’t fall asleep & go numb, & you don’t put any pressure on your stomach?

That’s what I call bliss. Not a worry in the world. Especially when you fall asleep like that w/ music in your ears & the only thing you need to worry abt is nothing at all… or maybe just not drooling bc your mouth naturally falls open when you sleep. Lol.