Chapter Five: So… What Exactly Am I Doing Here? - True Story
If you've made it through Chapter Four, Part 2 , you may currently have questions. Honestly, so do I. This entire project started because I needed somewhere to put a story. That's it. I wasn't trying to write a book about a man. I wasn't trying to expose anybody. I wasn't even trying to become Carrie Bradshaw with better cars. I was trying to understand something that happened to me. Somewhere during my Hot Car Summer, I met someone at an exotic-car shop during an ordinary afternoon when I wasn't looking for love at all. I was helping a friend. Then came the cars. The conversations. The Porsche. The attraction. The questions. The answers. And eventually, information that made me realize the story I thought I was participating in and the reality I was actually standing in were two very different things. Naturally, my brain handled this with perfect emotional maturity. Just kidding. I wrote. I prayed. I got angry. I romanticized things. I questioned things. I imag...
