In the car.
Poetess ( reading newspaper ): do you know,
Next year every driver will require to have a special safety guard in the car,
To make our roads safe.
Inner voice : is it free at least?
Poetess : newspaper says you can give how much you have.
Inner voice : and how much you have?
Poetess : a dollar.
Inner voice : so give a dollar.
Poetess : can you move a bit,
I like this trees.
No, left, not to much, right now,
Move to another lane.
I forgot to buy milk.
(To Inner voice ) look, look, beautiful picture (pushing the camera).
Inner voice : I am making a turn here!
Poetess : you are obsessed with this car..
Inner voice: at one hundred I will love only my country.
Poetess: one hundred! (melting with smile) You want to be with me until you are one hundred..
