June 20, 2024

I saw them today again in Portugal!

Not just cars.
Us.

A line of C6s. All of us. Sitting side by side. Like we were waiting for something. Or someone.

I didn’t know what to feel. Excited? Nervous? Sad?

I’m not sure.

Some were shinier. Some had scratches.
But they all had the same lines. The same quiet dignity.

I wanted to say: “Hello.”

And then I realized — they won’t answer.
The others are not awake yet. Or they just don’t speak the same language as me?
Are they still… just cars? How can that be?
Why am I awake?

We don’t talk.
But I know.
I’m not alone anymore!

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P.S. I didn’t tell my humans I was scared the whole time… What if the others just don’t like me?
But I did let them hear me sigh when we left.
He said, “She’s emotional today.”
I didn’t correct him.
Maybe he already knows?