Parking My Protege

I pull up beside the van, its the same van I usually park my Chrysler near... Only this time I don't have the Chrysler. I pull up next to it, put my hand on the gear shift, and slide the stick forward, not even having to look, and its my first day of driving her. She slides easily, and I turn the wheel, she slides right into the hole, a hole I would of thought normally too small, was actually quite big. I gather my things, smile, hit my door lock, and check her out. She's beautiful, gleaming white. I tell her goodnite, and that I'll see her tommorrow. I talk to her like she's my baby. She is. She's wonderful. She was made for me.

I feel like I'm in heaven. I have a new car. She's beautiful, new and almost perfect. She can handle my lead foot. I feel such comfort behind her wheel. I'm learning all her buttons, and stuff, but the driving is like I've been doing forever.

I'm in love...