Today I have to say goodbye to one of my best friends in the world. I've known him for basically my whole life, and we've been really close for the past three years. And now I'm never going to see him again. No more hanging out in the parking lot of Dairy Queen, no more singing at the top of our lungs, no more drives up to the mountains.
I feel like I'm replacing him, and I don't like it.
Just because he wasn't working as well as he used to?
He took care of me. He was always an escape. He always took me away.
Henry was a good car, and I'm going to miss him.
I hope Clarence will be as good as he was.
love always,
jim.
