As you may or may not know, I spent all of last weekend at car shows with my '49 Ford F-47. While, today there was another show in a nearby town so we went to that as well. It was windy and rainy and miserable most of the day, but towards the end it warmed up a bit and the sun came out. But more importantly, I finally got to sit in my truck for the first time in almost 2 years. My cousin helped me in and a number of feelings came flooding back, along with some new ones. First, pride, joy, comfort. Back where I belong, back where I'm most comfortable. Then sadness, depression, anxiety. Knowing that I would never again drive it. But while sitting there many people came by and complimented the truck. I miss cruising down the street getting the looks, admiration, and thumbs up from people. Time to build something new. I need to get my licence back and get a vehicle together as soon as I can.
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