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Today I ran myself into a brick wall after a few days driving a car that I knew had no brakes down a curvy, bumpy and completely unpleasant slope. How? Well that’s what happens when you drive a car that has no brakes down a curvy, bumpy and completely unpleasant slope, why? Because I wanted to see how it feels like.
Ok fine! It’s about a girl, but that’s as much as I’m going to say candidly because this post is not about whining over enter-gender miscommunication or feeling sorry for myself, cause I don’t, honest!
I kinda feel a bit sorry for myself, because myself deserves more than what it’s getting and I’m not in the mood to preach patience to myself tonight, I’m in the mood to question the sanity of the whole world!The whole world is crazy, it makes perfect sense; if the whole world is sane then I’m the one who’s crazy, and we can’t have that now, can we?!
Bare with me, this will start to make sense to you too soon, I promise.
I’ve been taught, and I strongly believe, that a fully grown and mature individual should under all circumstances be responsible for his/her choices and the repercussions of those choices, therefore by knowingly and consciously choosing to drive a car that has no brakes down a curvy, bumpy and completely unpleasant slope I have no quarrel with the rules of physics and the eventuality factor that very predictably guided me into running smack into a brick wall, I am therefore seemingly unchanged, yet two thing seem to be slightly out of place:

1- I am slightly hurt, but I guess that’s part of being human to get hurt in such a situation.

2- I am angry, actually I am quite livid; this is the only factor that seems to be completely wrong!

Why would I be angry if it was my choice to replace a crash test dummy? And who am I angry at? At myself? Or at the car?The answer is none of the above; I am angry at the laws of physics, and after many years of experiences running more cars than I can count into brick walls whether while knowing that these cars had breaks or not I somehow, and until this day, and with each time I get behind a steering wheel, still believe that the car will come into a smooth and silky stop of it’s own accord.
Does this make sense to you? Does it sound sane? For your own sake I hope it does, because if it doesn’t then you’re in for a life time sitting in a parking lot!
P.S. I am not angry any more, will be out car shopping maybe as soon as tomorrow!
Have a good one!