The Red Rocket.

Driving to work the other day, a favored song came on the radio. Can't remember the name, but it was a good song. The type that you turn up just a little and don't mind if people at the red light hear. The kind of song that makes you break out the best seat-dance moves and remember fun times of going out dancing with your friends. Yes, seat-dance moves =) Quickly, I snapped back to the present. I wasn't singing, dancing, and driving behind the dark tinted windows of my car. I was in a 1984 red chevy cavalier. Windows, clear as dirty crystal. The realization kind of takes away any ounce of cool-ness one might feel while driving and singing a good song.. this car was brand new when I was 4...
I have been driving Eddie's car going on two months now, and I miss my car. I take back all the bad things I've said about it. I just want my own car back. If ever you get tired of your own car, and are thinking of getting a new one for no good reason, drive an old cavalier around for a while, faulty windows and all. You'll appreciate what you had.