bumblingpanda
I don't know much about tires, except that they are so darn expensive. The good kind of tires are, anyway. I remember when I had to buy an entire set for my new car. It was right before we drove off to California, leaving New Mexico behind forever. Hopefully forever, anyway. I never thought I'd miss that old desert, but surprisingly, I do.
Today, it was pouring outside, right as I was leaving work. It felt like a significant symbol in my dying career, like maybe an outer force was trying to tell me something, or maybe I am analyzing the situation too much. Surprisingly, I still felt warm, like the cold and wind and wetness didn't affect me at all.