Allen and I were having lunch today at a local restaurant. We were sitting by a window when into the parking lot came a root beer brown Porsche Carrera. My dream car. Seriously, my dream car. I happen to like looking at cars, driving cars; it is an enjoyment of mine. I have liked this particular car for years. Once I saw one in Vermont while vacationing. It was eggplant purple - love at first sight. It had saddle interior and of course, manual transmission. I sometimes think of automobiles simply as a means of transportation, but NOT with this beauty. She's a daydream of mine that I would like to explore the world with. I love its egg shape, and I swoon over the front headlights. It is a very unique shaped car, just like the older Saabs, which is another joy-toy I would love to own.
I have digressed. Allen was paying the bill while I walked up to the Gentleman who owned the car. He was alone. I addressed him as "sir" with his head full of silver wavy hair, and proceeded to tell him that I liked his car. I then told him, "one day I hope to trade in my Volvo for your car." He seemed amused and said "it is a contemporary mortal sin." I wished him a nice day and walked away. Allen and I had a chuckle in our car as we drove away. However his comment made me think - do I have any "comtemporary mortal sins" other than that car?
Do you ?
