Oy. Couldn't get out of my parking spot this morning. The smell of rubber inundated the purple passion...I was alone...Me, clutching my winter jacket, holding on tightly to my gloved hands, and thinking of this big, massive, clump of ice-crap, that was surrounding the car.
O how I love and loathe thee...
But I'm not ready to accept defeat from this wild creature that calls itself winter. I carefully laid kitty litter down and around the bulging tires, hopped back on the softly stained old car seat, gently caressed the automatic shift thingy, and put it in reverse...and drive...and reverse...until it finally freed itself from this imposing beast.
Ahhh, I need a cigarette.
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