After 13 years and 165,000 miles, I think it's fair to say that it was a good run.
What: me and my Mini Cooper after one last ride
When: Earlier this evening
Where: at the car dealership
Why: Anna, the woman at the car dealership who helped me, offered to take my photo with my old car. I was so excited she offered. I know it makes no sense at all to be attached to things like old yoga mats or jewelry or cars. Still, this car was a constant for many years no matter what life brought my way. As fun as it looks, it was even more fun to drive.