Dangerous curves ahead…

I look at it like this. It’s kinda like – buying a used car. Yup. exactly.

You find a likely little number, and you pat it, and poke it, and kick the tires a bit, and it purrs for you and promises that it’ll be a good little car. It’ll take you where you want to go, and assures you that you’ll enjoy the ride.. You don’t mind that it’s got a little dent here and there, a tear in the dash, a smudge or two, because when you slide into the seat, it fits like a glove, and it wraps around you and murmurs rumbling promises with the turn of a key…

So you go for it, as there really isn’t anything to lose. And at first, oh, the purring rumble continues, a devilish delight taken into the way it moves, the way it corners… until one morning, after a delightful little drive, it stalls out without warning. No worries, though – it’s probably tired.

Then, after a few false starts, there’s a long drive where everything is right with the world – the engine hums and the tires cling to the road, and sliding into the seat feels like being wrapped up in heated excitement. Your breath quickens, and your smile widens, and fingers grip and hold on tight as you take curve after curve after curve on the road. That rumbling murmur is back, the devilish little growl, and all is right again.. you know you’ll be good friends, with those moments of pure joy…

Then, another stall. This one bigger than the first. And this time, you notice that there’s a little tick in the engine, and there’s a crack in the oil pan you didn’t notice before, and maybe there’s even a dying spark plug.

And around the same time, you start to notice there are a few other cars out there, rumbling for some attention. Sure, there’s a few obstacles in the way, but for the most part, the different possibilities seem to be popping up all over, and they all want to take you for a drive, and explore some curves too… They might have been there all along, but you just didn’t notice. Or they might have just noticed you were looking, now that you’ve test driven another like them, and are waiting for their turn..

Either way, the possibilities are opening up, and are endless… and suddenly, suddenly? Those stalls just don’t matter anymore. That first test drive, well, it’ll come around or it won’t… it’ll stammer and stall, or there might be another fun drive in the future… but in the meantime? There’s a whole batch of other possibilities waiting to be explored..

And I think it’s high time I start enjoying the drive. Hee.

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