Moving on...
Sep. 19th, 2008 04:31 pmA big hearty thank you to those that have expressed condolences on
yamikochan and concern for my well-being. She was the first car that I ever bought new, was still in good shape, and I had hoped to drive her for many more years. In the meantime, as I search for a suitable replacement, I still have
aichan95.
With any of the cars that I've owned and consistently driven, I knew in the back of my mind that something like this could happen. That doesn't mean I wanted it to, but I had to accept that it could. So, all the work I did on her earlier this year? Such as the brakes, O2 sensors, drivebelt, battery, light bulbs literally by the dozen, and fixing the air conditioning, all by myself? I don't regret doing any of that. In fact, as I climbed out unharmed, I think that's how she showed her gratitude.
I can understand there are those of you that view the automobile as just another machine, a tool to get from one point to another, and might not understand why this affects me so. Fair enough. Well, I tend to drive my cars until they simply cannot be driven any more. When the wheels fall off, I'd merely put them back on and keep driving. I learn more about what I'm driving, becoming accustomed to it, accepting the little quirks that come and go, and the overall funkiness that slowly takes over but that's ok, because I figured out what it's about long ago and I've accepted the fact that it's been years since it rolled off the assembly line. It's not fair to expect it to stay new 5 years, 10 years, 15 years later. They can age just like we do.
Y'know, they're more like us than most of us would rather admit.
With any of the cars that I've owned and consistently driven, I knew in the back of my mind that something like this could happen. That doesn't mean I wanted it to, but I had to accept that it could. So, all the work I did on her earlier this year? Such as the brakes, O2 sensors, drivebelt, battery, light bulbs literally by the dozen, and fixing the air conditioning, all by myself? I don't regret doing any of that. In fact, as I climbed out unharmed, I think that's how she showed her gratitude.
I can understand there are those of you that view the automobile as just another machine, a tool to get from one point to another, and might not understand why this affects me so. Fair enough. Well, I tend to drive my cars until they simply cannot be driven any more. When the wheels fall off, I'd merely put them back on and keep driving. I learn more about what I'm driving, becoming accustomed to it, accepting the little quirks that come and go, and the overall funkiness that slowly takes over but that's ok, because I figured out what it's about long ago and I've accepted the fact that it's been years since it rolled off the assembly line. It's not fair to expect it to stay new 5 years, 10 years, 15 years later. They can age just like we do.
Y'know, they're more like us than most of us would rather admit.