Tonight, I bid farewell to my car.
Sold.
Gone!
No more!
Well… not entirely… I sold my car to a friend, so I have no doubts that we will cross paths again, but at that point, it will no longer be MY car.
I have to say that I was a bit sad to see it driven away from me down my driveway.
Now you might say that this is one of those silly boy things to get hung up about a car, but really, it’s been a pretty big part of my life for the last few years. One thing to get straight is that I’m not one of those guys who babies their car. Now don’t get me wrong, I made sure that my car was always very well maintained and always ran smoothly. However, I believe that a car is a tool to be used, so if it picks up a few blemishes along the way, then so be it.
Blemishes add character right?
They tell a bit of a story.
And I’ve got lots of stories with this car.
That’s why I’m sad about letting go of it…