I don't want to drive my car right now, it's sitting at exactly 144,000 in the garage right now.
The spooky thing is, as I pulled in to home from my possibly last day of work at my current job, the following verse sang out from of Pink Floyd's "Time":
Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my
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