Haunted

Some times I'm haunted by objects I want. For example, the older I get the more I've come to respect BMW as the ultimate car. Even a simple 3 series would completely satisfy me (even though I'm secretly in love with the 5s). Prior to my wife becoming pregnant I had made up my mind that I was going to buy a BMW. On the Friday before the weekend I was to go make the transaction, she broke the news that she was with child. There went he BMW...

Now I drive a brand new Honda Accord EX V6. It's also a very pimp car - with the leather, heated seats, XM Satellite radio, sun roof and the 16 inch rims. At the same time I bought the Accord, I convinced my wife to trade her vehicle in for a brand new Honda Element (they fuckin' rock). Long story short, when her license plates arrived at the dealership and I went to go pick them up, it had the letters BMW in it. What the fuck? Is God taunting me about my passion for Bavarian automotive engineering? Did I do something really bad in a past life? Oh well. I had to laugh it off. I'm pretty happy with my car. But some day I will have my BMW.