I sit in my car a lot just to think. When I arrive home from work or errands, or even before leaving my house. I turn on the car and sit there for a moment, looking into space, and just ... think. Ive always done this in the car, and I dont know why. Today when I turned on the car, I waited for all the lights to come on that have been my companion in the last couple of weeks. I need my oil changed, the washer fluid needs to be refilled, and once again the check engine light is on. I stared at that little outline, the caricature of an engine, and did my thinking. This morning could have gone better emotionally, but this afternoon I get to head to the job I prayed for and work a few hours before coming home and collapsing into bed because it feels like I havent stopped moving in two weeks. Maybe I need to check *my* engine too.
Posted on: Sun, 21 Dec 2014 18:16:22 +0000
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