Even At the End of the Road, I Just Can’t Let Go of My Car

I usually drive cars for 10+ years so it can be hard to say goodbye.

I loved driving my mom’s 1988 Volvo 240DL sedan, whose silhouette looked like this Volvo sedan. Photo by Jordan Tallent on Unsplash

The first car I ever drove was my mother’s 1988 gold Volvo 240 DL sedan. That car was a TANK. You could feel it struggling to accelerate onto the highway and it guzzled gas. Yet its solid heft provided a reassuring sense of safety, which is why my…