My ’92 Olds 98 got new struts on Friday. Wow, what a nice ride. For a large car it corners pretty nice. I’m still having trouble imagining myself as the owner of the car. My image of myself is of a person who drives a truck or a van, or some beat up sedan. This new image is definately taking some getting used to.
The new image includes:
A very short hair cut.
A luxury sedan, albet an older model.
An extended visit to a day spa to treat my skin.
Skin care products sitting in my bathroom.
A man who is sure to win a seat at the Medford City Council.
All in all, a very exciting beginning to my fifth life. I say fifth life because I had the middle-class life of a child, the life of a disenfranchised young man, the life of a drunk, the life of a recoverying drunk and now the life of a mature social justice worker.
Now, if I can just keep up with myself I’ll be fine.
John