Adam had his Miata for 12 years. He's only had me (if you want to put it like that, and he likes to do exactly that) for 10 years as a friend, 8 as a partner, 5 as a wife. Yesterday he sold the Miata for $300 to a friend. It's so weird to think that car is no longer his, even though he barely drove it in the end and got way more parking tickets than anything else on the damn thing.
For some reason this makes me think about our relationship. I teared up when the damn car got towed away. We went on our first date in that car, both of us dressed up and strangely nervous. His hair was short then, his plans uncertain. Things have changed over time!
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