I can be pretty sentimental. It's easy for me to attach a meaningful thought to most situations, which can make it difficult to appreciate something for what it is, rather than what it represents. In this vein, when I bought my car three years ago, I made sure to take a picture to celebrate the occasion. I was so excited and so nervous at the same time; I don't think I've ever been a better driver than the day I drove my new car off that lot. Despite remembering all of this in such detail, I was certain it wouldn't tug at my heartstrings to sell this car today. I love a nice change of pace, but it didn't occur to me what kind of a shift this one would be. For example, I didn't realize I would be wondering what the twenty-something from Chicago has done to my perfectly maintained car in the twelve hours since he bought it from me (Did he change the presets? And if so, did he judge me for my selection of radio stations?). I'll adjust to the change, certainly, but I'm sure I'll also keep an eye out for my old set of wheels cruising around Austin for a while as well.
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