Terrible, an injustice to my very being, a tearing apart of my own identity.
Two seemingly minor acts that left me feeling robbed, violated, even dirty.
I'm ashamed, even if my reasons were justifiable, they aren't enough to comfort the agony in my soul.
To let go of something that had been a part of me for so long, since birth in some aspects; it was torn
apart from me in a matter of seconds.
It was to be surrendered. I implored them for me to hold onto it, but they...they just see the black
and white, they just stick to the rules, those cold, heartless rules that care nothing about human
sentiment.
And my identity shown publically to all, so clean in dark blue and contrastic white, now stripped away to
be replaced by some yellow stained monstrocity. The former, also, cannot be retained for its historical and
emotional value of which is priceless.
New York has lost a 25 year resident.
New Jersey gains a reluctant one.
The Jersey license feels cheap and looks unprofessional, and the plates are worse altogether.
A bitter, bitter defeat.
It leaves me feeling empty and confused.
Who am I?
I don't know anymore.
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