Took the S40 in for its 45,000-mile maintenance and discovered that I had passed the four year anniversary of its purchase recently without even noticing. And, being a history guy, that’s a cause for all sorts of reflection.
Four years ago I was exiting GameSpot and preparing to go to IGN.
It’s been four years since I had the legendary Curry in a Hurry from Mehfil, or eaten lunch at the Crocker, or grabbed the lunch special at Yank Sing to Go. I can’t even go to Stacey’s Books anymore, as it has shut down.
Meanwhile, I was living in that big apartment in San Francisco with Craig and Tammy as roommates. Now they’re married and have a spawn of their own. Their storage room was Justin’s old bedroom, but he had just moved out for Oakland. Now he’s running the shop over at GameSpot.
Four years ago, I had no idea I’d live in Michigan for a year, or find myself in Seattle after that.
There are two lessons here. Time flies. And it’s weird what a simple thing like a glorified oil change can bring up.