sammy.

As I walked out to my car last night, I realized I was looking at it like I would an old friend. I've thought things like this before, but in that moment it became very clear to me that he's not just a car, Sammy is my friend.

I'm not crazy, okay? I understand that my Mazda Protege is just a hunk of metal with wheels. But Sammy has been with me during almost every experience I've had in Los Angeles. He has driven me to meet people I was anxious to meet, dragged me to events I didn't feel like going to, put up with my crazy singing and dancing, and provided a place of comfort for me to be alone and process through some of the hardest things I've had to in my life.

So here's to you Sammy. May our friendship continue to grow deeper as time goes on.

Thank you for everything you've done for me!