Hello, goodbye

All black. I’m so goth. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Hello, Avi. I hope we will get along well for a lonnnngggggg time.

It won’t win beauty contests but it will take us comfortably anywhere. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Once the warranty expires, I will upgrade the tires to alloy mags and 17″ tires to give it a lift. That entails changing suspensions as well to match the changes in specs so it will not cause drag.

But for every hello, there is a goodbye.

Bye, Wendy. We’ve had a good run. May your next owner take good care of you. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I’ve carried sofas, Rockwool insulation, bikes, my whole life even, with this car.

She’s still there… Photo by CallMeCreation.com
…then she’s gone. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

Thanks for the memories, the good and the bad.


Sitting alone inside my new car, contemplating life. Photo by CallMeCreation.com

I was sitting alone inside my new car, thinking about the irony or weirdness of life. Here I am, torn about feeling sad about letting go of an old friend (Wendy) and excited about my new toy…

… and then there’s this feeling of guilt or something akin to that because my younger sister’s best friend just died. I’m preoccupied with inconsequential things while, L, my sister’s bestfriend’s life was snuffed out just like that. Without warning.

L was a mainstay in our house in high school. I’ve played football with her. She used to call me ate.

It’s hard to think that she’s gone.