Thinking about time and space again this morning, as well as personal goals, both for this year and for life in general. I’m passing several major milestones and it has me thinking about where I am right now, where I wanted to be, and where I want to be in the future knowing and experiencing what I have. It’s given me a particular appreciation for my current positioning in space-time. More than appreciation, I feel as if I am, perhaps somewhat belatedly, learning to use my present for more.
More car problems this morning. There’s never really a good time to have car problems but the timing on ours could be so much worse. My bride’s Bug is leaking oil from somewhere, it’s dripping all over the place and the entire undercarriage is coated. It’s going to cost extra just to get it all cleaned off so the mechanics can even find the leak.
Naturally this got me thinking about oil and our relationship with it. It’s kind of morbid when you get down to it. We’re burning the remains of dead animals to power our machines. We are modern day necromancers, which I’d think would be a lot cooler if every story out there didn’t end so poorly for the necromancer.
My check engine light came on yesterday. Never a good sign nor a good feeling. Wrote this in the waiting room while our modern day wizards work their magic and cast their electric spells on my machine.
Sometimes we get down. Not in the fun way. Sometimes we start out strong, a few things don’t go our way, and we crash.
My bride reminded me of a secret I learned a little while ago–that smiling tricks the body, the voice, and the mind. By projecting happiness into the world, we take it back in. Our spirits are fascinating engines capable of producing our own fuel.