I Will Own A 1957 Thunderbird Someday.
Just gonna throw that out into the universe so it can start to marinade . . .
And because I’m all about verbal affirmations, I’m repeating it out loud a few times for good measure, too. Do you hear me, universe?
I will own an 1957 Ford Thunderbird someday.
Once more, for good measure:
I will own a 1957 Ford Thunderbird someday.
And not just any 1957 Ford Thunderbird,
a pink (or as the color was called, “Dusk Rose”) Thunderbird.
I suppose it’s funny or silly, because I know nothing about cars and don’t see myself becoming a ‘car person’ per se. (As a teenager I forgot about changing the oil in my Toyota Corolla entirely. I promise I’m a better car-owner nowadays.)
But once Betty is in my life -yes, that will be her name- she will be loved and cared for as though I were that car person.
So come home, Betty. I know you will when the time is right, and together we’ll cruise the coastlines together forever. 💓
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