I got a beautiful car. A pathfinder. It's a kind of sparkly olive/khaki green. The green is a big deal since while I was with J we weren't allowed to own a green car because it was "unlucky". In any event, it's wondrous.
I've been debating names for it: toad, green machine, behemoth...
At the moment, I'm stuck between "the tank" and "olivia". It all depends on how I decide to assign gender to it, the debate for which stems from having recently re-read "The Dyke's Bike Repair Handbook" which has been waiting in my library for 15 years, and recently found it's true home in the hands of a new friend.
I'm realizing that I spend a lot of time afraid.
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