Krav Maga? Nah.

The little yellow coupe sat on the used car lot beside her house. Right next to the huge metal garage built for professionally custom painting vehicles. She was enamored by the car; and it was cute and blonde just like her. Yet, she was a Jeep person. She had two…no, three, actually. It was a simpler time: tomorrow wasn’t a factor, which meant I lived in the moment. That worked well for me…until I started to think too much. That was my downfall. So much time has passed, but there are days I long to see that spirited sportster.