Aug 22, 2009 21:06
I've for a while now have been feeling rather numb towards my new GTI. I still enjoy driving, don't get me wrong, but I don't love driving the GTI.
I realized today why I feel trhat way. The Jetta was a car I had for 6 years, and 2 months. It was a car that I had many experiences in, some good some bad. I'd held people as they laughed and cried, and I had been held by people as I laughed and cried.
There were road trips, and short trips, and driving around town to no place at all.
There were near death experiences, and there were the times I'd never felt so alive.
The Jetta was with me when I'd lost people I loved, and it was with me when I grew closer in love to people.
I've had good times in the GTI, and friends, and trips, and even near accidents. But not 6 years of them.
I enjoy driving, don't get me wrong. I think what I loved though, was driving my Jetta.
Let's not force it, but I think that the only thing that can fix this is filling the GTI full of the echoes of laughs, and cries, the warmth of an embrace and smile, and stain it with the tears of happiness and sadness together.