Corolla

I don't know what made me think of it, but I just thought of my little Toyota, and I think it might be the first time it's crossed my mind since I left it.  It must be so lonely, sitting on the hill at the lake house collecting spiders and rust!  Did I even leave it at the lake house?! I can't remember how I left it! I bet nobody has driven it.  What a sad life for a perfectly good car! I feel like I've betrayed it, not even thinking about it, or hoping it's OK.  I'm a bad car owner.  It will probably break down next time I try to drive it, out of resentment. 
Oh yeah, that's how I thought of it - I was thinking, how far away is Xiamen from Guangzhou? And then I thought, I think I know the geography of China better than the US.  Like where the cities are and how long it would take via plane or train to get there.  And then I thought, well that's because I don't travel so much in the states or need to look at maps all the time and check flight websites and weigh options and do research on worthwhile cities.  And then I thought, no, I don't need to do those things, because I have a car in the states that just takes me where I need to go but I don't usually worry about venturing too far out of the northeast.  And then I thought...my car! 
I can picture it with an Asian-style frowny face, with tilted narrow eyes and flat mouth and maybe wearing a big printed hairbow on its side mirror, and saying, Zuo yi? ni zui jin zai naaaa li? Shen me shi hou hui lai?