03/28/2026
This morning, I sat in my BMW staring at the prompt asking whether I wanted the car to back itself out of the garage.
I paused.
My hands hovered over the wheel, and I could feel that instant wave of panic rise up in me. Every instinct said, Nope. Not happening. My foot was ready to hit the brake, and I had to consciously override my own reaction, take a breath, and tap the button again.
And then I remembered Oleg.
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