Chasing Cars

Seems like overkill to write *again* about buying a car... bear with. Now that I took the plunge - I feel a love affair coming on.

Maybe other New Yorkers (or pseudo-New Yorkers like myself) will understand best the reservations and the excitement that comes with having your own car again after living in The City and being without one for nearly 6 years. Am loving the feel of my own wheels again after so long as a straphanger.

You mean I can go anywhere at anytime just 'cause I want to? And I can take extra shoes, full size shampoos and wildly sharp objects since none of that has to fit in a carry-on or make it thru the TSA madness? Fantastic. Does this mean I can swing by the grocery store and stock up on heavy things like beer & milk without having to figure out how to get them home? Hallelujah!

Was coming up with excuses to go outside and sneak peeks at him (Evan -- more on that later) tonight. I had to sit in the back seat for a while. Needed to futz with all the little compartments and cup holders and readjust the mirrors for the 500th time. Had to tweak the radio and play with the seat again 'til it felt just so. I'm thrilled that I've got a few looooooooong drives ahead of me so soon. First to Tucson, then Albuquerque and on to Denver; that should be just enough time to finish falling in love.

'Course, we all know that I do like to get lost, here's hoping that we can keep that on the figurative side of the line for now.
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