Sad

The attachment we form to inanimate objects is silly isn't it?  It's not like they love you back, it's not like they have a personality or can care for you.  Yet it takes me by surprise whenever I give one up and it actually hurts.  Today is the last day I will drive my own work truck.  I like my truck.  It's older (98), ugly, and has the stupid ladder rack on it, but I drove that thing every day for 8 hrs for the last three years.  I know every tick, creak, hiccup and pop it makes.  I turn it in at the end of the day today.  I haz a sad...