There are few less-interested-in-a-car people than a Luanne. Which is probably a good portion of why I was driving such a run-down car. One weekend this summer, I visited a friend who helped me start the process of replacing that car the previous summer. As I was driving over, it seemed surreal to me that it had only been a year since I was driving that car. I would try to only make right-hand turns, and would only drive in the right-hand-lane - because one of the rear-view mirrors was messed up. And I had to wiggle the signal-light just right if I needed to put n the left-hand signal. There were coffee stains everywhere, the trunk was extra storage, and there were bits of yellow paint from a road-trip five years earlier where we had to drive real fast to get underneath the parking barricade. And so - now - when I actually stop to take notice of my car - I am so grateful that everything works. So very grateful.
Thanks for existing car. And thanks for helping me start the process, dude.
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