Slow down, Woman, before you wreck yourself.

 

I believe there are no coincidences. In the words of Merrill Hess, “I’m a miracle man.” except I’m a woman.

I’m sitting in my truck in the driveway, supposed to have left 20 minutes ago, because the brakes are out. I’m forced to take the day off.

Each time I come upon a wreck on the road, maybe one that happened just moments before my arrival, I think what would have happened if I had raced that light or not gone back in the house for the third time to get or do whatever it was that I forgot to get or do. I think about how that car in the ditch could have been my passenger and me.

I once told my dad that I should have died a thousand times during high school. I didn’t explain myself. He told me, without questioning or judging, that I lived because I had an unfulfilled purpose. I have lived by that since.

So I wonder, as I sit here in this broken truck in the driveway, what has this expensive disruption saved me from?

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Author: uncaged

When Picasso painted a blue Seated Woman in a Chair, he was unconsciously thinking of me.

6 thoughts on “Slow down, Woman, before you wreck yourself.”

  1. What became of your day?

    Without wanting to sound too positive, maybe rather than being saved from something, a new opportunity is being created 🙂

    at the very least, you have something new to tell the people in your lives

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  2. My day consists of eating pretzels and drinking ice tea on the couch while watching TV, when not having phone conversations with truck service people.

    I needed a break, and one was forced upon me. It took losing a brake to get one.

    Heck, I might even take a nap.

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    1. Hi, Kylie. Thank you for checking up. Life has been a strange ride for a while. What seems a thousand things have kept me from doing anything I enjoy. But it’s all starting to look up now, and I’ll get the bug to write soon. Is it a drug? For me, completely—one I’ve been denied for a good long while.
      Thank you for the compliment.
      I adore you. And not just because you say nice things. 🙂 Your writing inspires me.

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