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Tuesday, November 11, 2008

perspective

My roommate, another Bethany, drives a sweet 1980's Buick Century Special station wagon.


The other morning, the four housemates all piled into it to make a grocery store milk run for our waffle breakfast. As we walked out of the ghettoGrandviewPriceChopper to drive home, I looked into the back windshield of the wagon and saw that her car was equipped with a third row bench seat that faced BACKWARDS.
And I thought to myself, 'I must ride in that seat'.

So Corrie and I opened the back hatch, climbed in, and buckled up.
As Bethany reversed out of her parking spot, I freaked out just a little bit on the inside. Imagine sitting the right way in a seat that faces the wrong way, in a car moving forward which is actually backward, in the back of a car that feels like the front of a car, on the left side where there is no steering wheel for me to control.
It feels like a bad dream.
Then Bethany switched from reverse to drive and headed home. Corrie and I tried to acclimate.

But the whole time, my perceptions were completely wrong because I felt like I was moving backward, which was actually forward, on the left side of the road, which was actually the right side of the road, and most importantly, I WAS NOT IN CONTROL and I felt like I should be.

And then I thought that's just kind of like life.

3 comments:

  1. In 8th grade I went with my friend Heather and her family to Disney World, and we rode the whole way in that rear-facing seat in the station wagon. At one point, on I-85, Heather and I spotted a guy that we thought was cute driving in a car behind us, but Heather's dad was driving too fast for us to get a good look at him, so Heather yelled, "Cop!" and her dad slammed on the brakes. We got in trouble.

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  2. haha. this is the best story. i'd say my life feels like that...but maybe going 60 miles an hour on a windy road filled with puppies and kittens. in august. with no ac.

    ...

    can i please see you soon?

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  3. hahahah i love this. I totally used to ride in that seat in my mom's old station wagon, and I LOVED it.

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