I was driving down the highway the other day when I suddenly had the sensation that I was on the wrong side of the car. Not the wrong side of the road, but actually driving on the wrong side of the car. It only lasted a moment. Afterwards I tried to figure out if it was a result of being a passenger for so long or some sort of Cypriot flashback.
This car I’m using. It was dark when I went to get it, and there wasn’t any parking anywhere near my apartment when I got home, so I parked way over on the east side of nowhere. When I walked back out there the next morning I realized I didn’t even know
what color the car was, let alone exactly where I had parked it. It took me a while, but I found it. It’s blue.
Job 33:28
Sunday, November 03, 2002
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