Last night I had a dream: I was looking at a paper where I had listed all my speeding tickets. There were about 30 from the 1990's, I skipped a line, then about six more from the 2000's.

Laughs. In real life, I've gotten one speeding ticket. I was going 65 in a 45mph zone, coming home from work in my beautiful little CRX (a sub-compact Honda). The fine was just under 400$, and even that had been reduced since there weren't any other black marks on my driving record.

And then my CRX got smushed. I got the red car that I still have.

My CRX was like a living being, it was something real. The red car is an inadequate replacement... I'm grateful to have something dependable, but I'm also pretty resentful about what I've lost.

Things have changed in other ways since then. My job then was 11 miles away, a 30 minute commute. My jobs here have been about 5 miles away, a 15 or 20 minute drive. And of course, I'm walking to my day job now.

Unfortunately, I still need the red car. I would love to get rid of it. eh.

:) I saw Droopy Tail this morning! I opened the front door to bring in the newspaper, and she popped around the corner to look at me! Ha, she made me happy.

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