Amy suggested this one when we were stuck in traffic on the way to the beach. I was bawling simultaneously because I kept killing the car and because I was having trouble with new friendships.
The literal resolution is easy to work on: I’ve been doing some shifts at Amy’s bookstore in Dover, and whenever the traffic gets bad, there’s my opportunity to practice my shifting. I am getting better, I think, even if Ms. Backseat Driver pipes up every now and then.
As far as the actual making of friends goes, I think I need to stick to automatics for now. If I like someone a lot, I am not going to fake aloofness while they standoffishly splutter between gears, running hot and cold and ruining my heart’s clutch.
you are so clever. I like your analogies. yay.
ReplyDeleteYou're such a nice friend. :)This picture makes me laugh so much because it looks like my soul.
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