I feel for everyone and everything. I know there is so much hurt and pain that goes on in this world and it is stupid for me to be so broken up over something so unimportant but this was a dagger to my heart. Two weeks ago my car broke down on the side of the freeway. Wasn't a suprise, I've had better luck with anything in life than my car, but god, I loved that thing. I've had the transmission replaced, the axle, you name it, its been replaced. But with all the financial pain that car has brought me, it has repaid me in experiences money can't replace.
That car has seen me through two of the darkest, hardest and greatest years of my life. I know how ridiculous it is to humanize a car but that thing was like a friend. It has seen me through two jobs, the falling out of my family, lost and built friendships and relationships, college and everything in between. When there was literally no where to go to, no one to talk to, I would just get in my car and drive. It amazes me that all of that fits in this small box after the fact.
Cranking up the music and rolling down my windows were some of the first feelings of freedom of I experienced. I grew up, learned and moved on in this car. It has seen friendships build, late night food runs, amusement parks, the beach, club rush, and love.
I know I didn't take care of you enough, and I always took you for granted but know you hold some of the best memories of my life. I wish we could have gotten to the drive ins and honestly you didn't see enough beach sunsets.Thank you for an amazing two years, and always been the one thing in my life I could count on to listen to me, and never judge me or patronize me when I cry about something silly.
You've done good, but its time for me to let you go.
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