Farewell

After twelve years I have to face the fact that it's time to let go. To be honest, I feel awful. I feel like I'm losing a friend. And actually, I am.

We were together every day for at least two hours. We experienced many things together. Saw different places. It made me feel that I could be free. OK, so that wasn’t a true feeling, but it was nice.

But as it happens... it's time to let go. There's no other way. I don't know where you're going, and I don't want to know.

It gave me everything it could. I just couldn't ask for more. 

Time spent together: twelve years, two months and two days.

Places seen: half of Europe

Miles driven: 254,000 (or 408,300 km)

 

I know it sounds strange that I’m almost mourning for my Clio and I never thought I would, but I am. If I told you our whole story, you might understand the attachment I have, but I won't bother you with that.

I have to face it - it's gone and I’ve got a new 'friend'. I’ll need some time to get used to it, but I’ll be fine. I know it.

Godspeed...