Car Dealerships and Mental Health

There must be a reason why I feel so profoundly at peace and that everything is right with the world while sitting in car dealerships. There’s no spa, no library, and no coffee shop where I feel so zen. The only other experience that can compare in the degree of calm well-being it gives me is driving past gas stations at night.

Airports, on the other hand, turn me into a basket case. So it’s not about the allure of going places.

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