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 7/14/2022 This was not a good day. For awhile I thought saying it was a bad day or not a good day was pessimistic and so I would say it was a good day. Then saying I was having a good day became meaningless so I went to the pessimistic, possibly realistic, phrases.

Why? Oh well.

Why was the only thought that came to my mind as I stood by the side of the road next to my used to be faithful car. Why did my car break down and why now? Though is there ever a convenient time to break down?

Help was coming in the form of a tow truck so now all I had to do was wait for my knight in towing truck to appear. I looked both directions down the road even though I knew it wouldn’t help my help come any sooner. Oh well.

Why does it always take so long? Or does any amount of time waiting for help seem to be long? And why do I take times like these to become philosophical? Oh well.

Seeking any kind of diversion my mind wandered to thinking about time. After all at this time I had time and hopefully it would keep me from both anger and impatience. Oh well. Hopefully.

Is time always the same for all? Does time run faster for some and slower for others or do we just perceive it that way? Is my minute the same as everyone else? Oh well.

Suddenly I realized it had been a very long time since I had seen a car pass me. Was this road so desolate? Didn’t anyone live around here? How long had it been since I saw a house or lights? Is it possible to be that lost? Oh well.

As if in answer to my questions headlights appeared coming from the way I had come. As they slowly drew closer I could see the headlights were from a car rather than the long awaited tow truck. Oh well.

That clanking sound seemed familiar. What were the chances someone would have the same problem I did? I pulled up in front of me. What? My mind seemed to make the same clanking noise my car made. Both my car. Is it possible to break down in the same place at the same time?

What am I thinking? Of course not! Or could it? Have I lost my mind or just touch with time?

Looking up the road at myself I didn’t know what to do. Should I go and talk to myself. Did I just think that? I must be losing my mind! Aren’t I, or are we losing our minds? Oh well.

Just as I was starting to walk to my car and talk to myself headlights came toward me – us? A light bar lit up the surroundings and in shock I watched a tow truck pull up and quickly prepared to tow the car.

Then I got in the truck that is pulling my car and then it drove away. Hey! That was my tow truck! I stole my tow truck! Did I just steal my tow truck from myself? Oh well.

Is this from my mind? Thoughts I probably shouldn’t have.

(I added this new category to fit the devotions I do not know where to fit. Could I have started to get my sense of humor back? Oh well.)

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