A bearable walk home, phantom cars

Last night was the first pleasant walk home from the train in probably 5 months. It must have been 42 degrees at least. Also, for the second time this week I’ve managed to walk by an empty car precisely at the moment that it starts up on its own — almost as if by magic. I realize that there are fancy, remote starters that can do this, but to just walk by a car and have it start… well, I start to think I have special powers or something.