Dear Fever

Dear New Car Fever,

You...are killing me. I can't sleep for the figures running through my head. I've got indigestion from....oh...that's probably from supper. Still. You're killing me, and it's not like I need help with the not sleeping thing.

Hopefully, soon, I'll rest. (with a new-to me-car in the driveway!)

Looove,
Kimmie.

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