For the first time in about 16 years, I do not own a car.

I’m borrowing a friend’s Grand Caravan until I can figure out a solution, but it’s very unnerving to not own a car.

I grew up in rural SoCal, where having a car is basically a requirement. I have never lived closer than 20 miles or 30 minutes from my job. The automobile has been a necessary tool to my livelihood and my survival.

And now, I’m one apologetic “hey man, I hate to do this to ya” phone call away from being without a vehicle. If my buddy decides to take back the van, I’m basically screwed.

It’s a weird feeling to be so hopelessly dependent on a single tool. I don’t like it.