Universal Wake-up calls

I blew a gasket. No, literally. In the middle of courthouse square in Prescott. It was actually the gasket top cover which shattered and covered the street, and then I couldn’t steer. The rest of the day was filled with angels in people form helping me. I was lucky that I was in the middle of civilization and so close to friends.

If I analyze this experience as a dream, it would be telling. I had hit a point of frustration–having that “I give up!” moment before this happens. Now I await to see what the damage is and how to come up with the money. All I do know from this, is I need to make some serious changes in the area of receiving. Maybe some downsizing. Oh, and I need to get that car fixed, pronto.

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