In which I totally have an emo moment over an inanimate object

[anagramofbrat]

Mal: But it ain't all buttons and charts, little albatross. You know what the first rule of flying is? Well, I suppose you do, since you already know what I'm about to say.

River: I do. But I like to hear you say it.

Mal: Love. You can learn all the math in the 'Verse, but you take a boat in the air that you don't love, she'll shake you off just as sure as a turn of the worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells you she's hurtin' before she keels. Makes her a home.

I just got back in after spending an hour and a half digging Hanzo-san out of the corner space where I put him last Monday before I left for New York, where he has sat through an ice storm, two snowstorms and a cold snap at the beginning of the week where temperatures got below -10. After all of that, fully expecting nothing to come of it, I put his key in the ignition and turned, and he roared into life like he was saying "Heya, babe. Miss me?"

That Serenity quote wandered into my head then and I shit you not, I put my head on the steering wheel and just bawled my eyes out for a good five minutes.

Goddamn, I have got to get this lump of metal back on the road soon. I miss him too much. Also I think I've been holding back that cry since, like, Christmas.

Comments

[breakableheart.livejournal.com]

Sweet! ;)

[mermaidblue.livejournal.com]

Hang in there sweetie. You ans Hanzo will be back on the road soon and couple of long winter wonderland drived might be good for you both.

[bottledgoose.livejournal.com]

Seriously. I think once I get his paperwork done I'm just going to get in the car and just drive until I either run out of gas, time or road, just to get it out of both our systems.

[gwenlianna.livejournal.com]

What needs to be done to get him back on the road? There are some things that shouldn't be messed with... a girl and her car are one of them. (Ok, so I'm sort of spoiled and go kinda nuts when I can't get around on my own. I have no problem letting other people drive me around, but it has to be because I want to be there, not because I can't drive myself.)

[bottledgoose.livejournal.com]

insurance/inspection/registration. Possibly a back wheel repair. Like everything else wrong in my life right now, it boils down to money.

I'd only had the car a year before he was grounded, so I hadn't yet fully broken out of getting myself places via public transit and friends going in the same direction. That said, yes, one of the things that does tend to drive me batty is not being able to escape places whenever I want to, be it home, work, or elsewhere.