My Car

My car's name is Ginny. I didn't name her, but the name fits. She's maroon and she gets me around. She's been all over the midwest with me so I could teach dance and drive to and from school and to and from friends. She even lived in Florida for awhile and kept my big sister company. I personify her and think of her as my friend. Today she wasn't feeling well and I had to buy her a new battery and I realized how good it is to have Ginny. I cannot stay idle for long, I need to be on the move. Some days I jump on her hood and dance like a maniac in the middle of a cornfield or parking lot. Some days I let her stay parked where she is and show her love for the environment. And some days I take her on adventures and together we see the world.

Thanks Ginny. Glad you're feeling better.