Just the other day

I was complaining

that I needed to go aaaalll the way

to the Toyota dealership

to get my maintenance check done.

As expected, 

Junior is in perfectly good health.

And then,

Donnie and Junior kind of...met.

Leaving the mall yesterday,

I was harshly reminded of what

driving around town

used to be like:

How I used to head-butt when I hit 30mph,

how I'd hold my breath and turn the key

hoping today wasn't the day it didn't work.

Not to mention the sun-roofless roof,

the scary drives in the rain,

and lack of controlling cruise.

I am the epitome of a grown-up brat.

I loathe the chores that come with blessings,

ignoring the blessings completely.