My car is indeed gone.

Totaled by the insurance company yesterday afternoon.

Is it terribly wrong of me to feel a little heartbroken at the loss?

I felt safe in the little Civic I had dubbed “Sangiovese.”

My skittery mind felt confident in taking him for lone 7-hour drives (a huge accomplishment for a panic-pocked lass like me).

While the blessings far outweigh the negatives of the accident, the crazy, crooked soul does mourn.

Until tomorrow…

Chloe