I-15 is like a Woman

We met when I was just a small child. She was fast and wild, often terrifying. Even then, I was attracted to her. Maybe it was the element of danger, maybe it was breaking free of the day-to-day. I only saw her when I was with an adult, but I knew that it could be special between us.

As I grew older and began to spend time with her alone, I began to appreciate her even as I grew to understand her faults. And, oh, the places she could take me! I could be free with her, uninhibited. It was true, the slightest mistake could lead to disaster, but I knew that it was worth it. Being with her was like being in a whirlwind- it was fast, fun, and just a little bit scary.

Nine years ago, I started a committed relationship with her. We have spent a lot of time together almost every day. It has been a love/hate relationship. Most days it is pretty rocky. She has aged and slowed. She's often too busy for me. She seems emotionally clogged, it's difficult to get through to her. The slightest problem seems to get to her and when she's unhappy, she can make everyone unhappy. No one can ruin my day like she can.

But, oh, those days when she's free and open- it's like returning to our youth. I can't imagine being with any other. Sadly, those days are few and far between. Most days, she seems distracted by all those others who want her attention. She has so little space for me in her life. And she is so high maintenance- it seems like she always needs something. When she needs a little work done it takes months for her to recover. And the whole time she just won't give me the time of day. It's difficult.

I've made a decision. It's time to leave her. I hope she can find herself, start over. She says that a Legacy or a FrontRunner will help her reclaim her happy, open personality. I hope so. But it's too late for us. I'm moving on.

I will miss her. A little.