Why do some people sit alone in the car after driving home?

I think it's because I want to be alone most of the time, and I don't want to get off because it's a dividing line. Push open the car door, you are a daily necessity, father, son and husband, but not yourself. In the car, a person wants to smoke quietly. This body belongs to him.

Life is really too tired. Wearing all kinds of masks every day, enduring all kinds of tempers and facing all kinds of people. Indoctrinate yourself with "adult" and "mature" codes of conduct. Even when you go home, you should be careful of your parents and wife and take care of their emotions. But sometimes I want to be willful! Only in the car, in a dark and narrow space, accompanied by a flickering cigarette and the host on FM87.9 at night, will you feel isolated and realize the existence of "self". That kind of feeling is really good.

I want to be quiet, don't ask me who is quiet! Every family has its own Buddhist scriptures that are difficult to read, and they are not worried or in a bad mood ~ but many people will not show them in front of everyone. When they are alone in a closed, quiet, only their own space, they will enjoy this "quiet" more. Just like finding an afternoon sitting by the window when I was a child, I was very relaxed, as if I had forgotten all my troubles at that moment. So sometimes I just want to be quiet! If one day you see me sitting alone in the car in a daze, please don't bother me, because I am emptying myself.

I'm going to open my brain. Everyone else is scattered. As a creative person, inspiration is most needed. Inspiration is instantaneous and unexpected. Because of this, many creative people like to stay alone in a space to find inspiration. The car happens to be such a space without any interference and will not distract your attention.

Rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea, oh no! I really don't want to face the struggling post-80s and early 1990s, they are really "Alexander". Most of these friends already have their own families. In addition to working hard in my career, I have to face real life. Inside and outside the car are like two worlds. Work before getting on the bus, and family after getting off. Only the space on the bus belongs to your own small world. Listen to this song and sit quietly for a while. How do you describe this feeling? Like a midsummer night on 17 or 18, with a little freedom of "madness" and "despair". So I think this is also the reason why most people are used to staring blankly in the car after returning home. This is just my personal opinion.