IN A LITTLE WHILE

I miss my car. She was smooth, sleek, shiny, sportsy, spunky, and fast. Blue leather seats with silver toned knobs, power everything, and the best shifter in the world. Manual transmission with quiet gears, sexy wheels that sparkled. The car keys ignited a soft hummmm of soft power and torque operated by a short driver - young and foolish. Heads turned, glared, and envied the ride and sound of U2 playing over the stereo. The bass...seducing. My how you've grown. It's been alittle while. The keys today open to a black, suburban Jeep. Somewhat aged, but less smooth and sleek, more stylish and sharp. The wheels aren't as shiny and the engine hmmmms a different tune. Do our cars resemble who we are? I still have her picture.