Little Red finally found a cosy, little garage which it could call home. It's not that Little Red did not have a home. But Little Red's current garage had gotten far too big for it. With never ending chores and maintenance, Little Red was exhausted most of the time.
A typical day goes like this:
Little Red wakes up.
Goes about preparing its special oil that it drinks. (That alone takes up a lot of time!)
Tidies up the garage, washes it, tidies it again.
Goes for a short spin in order to keep its engine up and running.
Comes home and discovers that the place that it tidied up was now somehow not so tidy. Didn't it just tidy up the place awhile ago? Or was Little Red losing its mind?!
Never mind, Little Red tidies it again and goes on in preparing another round of that special oil drink.
Little Red then realises that it had forgotten to finish up some job that was required of it.
It also realised that it had forgotten 101 other things!
Tries to hurry to finish a quarter of the 101 things that it had forgotten.
By then it's night time and time for rest.
'Tomorrow!' Little Red tells itself.
And so the cycle begins again tomorrow.
It has been a Ferris Wheel day in and day out. Round and round. Here We Go Round the Mulberry Bush.
There were so many more things that Little Red wanted to do. So many things that Little Red had lost over the period of seven years. Times where it had spent in the garage trying to repair its leak over and over and over again. Trying to be well enough to even go for a very short spin.
Little Red saw that others were expanding their garages. The Lamborghini. The Ferrari, the Porsche, the Audi, the Mercedes and even the Kancil. The wheels inside Little Red's head had been turning for awhile now. What is the meaning of Life to these people? A bigger garage? A bigger engine? Two exhaust pipes? To what point? To the point of exhaustion? Then what would Life be?
Little Red had decided that it must downsize. A smaller place would mean less things to clean and maintain. Less expenditure. Less clutter. Less work. More Life.
Little Red could not wait for the Great Big Move.