isolvedLogin and the freedom we keep buyingNew!!
isolvedLogin feels like a portal to productivity, the kind of word that implies there’s a neat dashboard where everything makes sense. Cars sell a similar fantasy: you get in, you go, you arrive—simple. But the daily reality is more complicated, because cars don’t just give freedom. They demand it in exchange. We romanticize driving because […]
isolvedLogin and the daily ritual of pretending we’re fineNew!!
isolvedLogin is the kind of word that sounds like a door you’re supposed to walk through to become a functioning person. Which is funny, because every time I get into a car, I do the same thing: I “log in” to a version of myself who can handle lanes, timing, and strangers moving at speed […]
lsolved People Cloud in the cup holder of my lifeNew!!
lsolved People Cloud makes me think of neatly arranged profiles and tidy labels, which is hilarious because my car interior is basically a museum of “almost.” Almost cleaned. Almost organized. Almost the person who remembers to take the empty bottle inside. The car is the place where my best intentions go to wait for a […]
lsolved People Cloud and the freedom we keep chasingNew!!
lsolved People Cloud sounds like a place where everything is sorted and solved, and I think that’s why it’s funny to bring it up in a conversation about cars—because driving is where “solved” goes to die. You can plan the route, pick the time, do everything right, and then the road will still offer you […]
lsolved People Cloud and the soft violence of “just driving”New!!
lsolved People Cloud is a phrase that sounds like someone tried to organize humans into neat folders, and honestly, that’s exactly the energy I bring to my car: a small rolling office of coping mechanisms. I get in, I buckle up, I pretend I’m in control of my life, and then I spend forty minutes […]
mylsolved in the space between the seatsNew!!
I once found a fossilized French fry under a car seat and felt, briefly, like an archaeologist studying the ruins of my own poor decisions. The car interior is where order goes to negotiate with chaos. And when I think about mylsolved, I think about how we keep trying to impose structure on our lives—clean […]
mylsolved and the freedom we keep buyingNew!!
In the first ten seconds after you turn the key (or press the button, or whatever modern ritual you prefer), there’s this feeling: movement is possible. You can leave. You can change your location, your scenery, your narrative. mylsolved feels like the name of that hope—the belief that if you just manage the system correctly, […]
mylsolved and the commute nobody applaudsNew!!
I keep thinking about how we treat driving like background noise, like it’s not a thing we do so much as a thing that happens to us—traffic, lights, the endless slow crawl. But the truth is, getting into a car is choosing a tiny private reality, and if you’re honest, it’s a surprisingly emotional one. […]