The Knowledge Gap
I’ve owned my car for a couple of years now, and sometimes I still can’t believe that it’s mine. I know I bought it, and I know I drive it almost every day, but I feel as though I am so ignorant about even the most basic parts of cars. Nobody ever taught me, but that’s not really an excuse. I’m old enough to do my own research if I need to know something. I guess that’s why the internet is there. For example, the other day I looked up how to schedule a log book service in Lockleys since that is apparently something I have to do as a car owner. I didn’t realise I had to take my car in for services at scheduled times throughout the year, or when it reaches a certain number of kilometres driven. The previous mechanic even put a little sticker on the…
Car Trouble Convention
Okay, this car is seriously cursed. I’m definitely buying a new one with my tax return because these constant repairs are costing me more than a brand new car would. Sure, maybe I shouldn’t have driven this old rust bucket all the way to Adelaide given its recent history, but I was really hoping we’d be over all that drama by now! Here I am, though, at an Adelaide car repair shop getting my vehicle fixed again. You might be wondering why I’m in Adelaide at all, given my previous discussions on my blog about this place. Well, it turns out that the small, forgotten city was actually holding a fantasy convention this week. Given that I still can’t get back to my novel writing, I figured I’d make the ten-hour drive to the city of wine and churches to check it out. If I’d known my car would break…
Fork In The Road
I am at a literal fork in the road. I’m surprised that this has happened. I didn’t think that I would somehow reach a fork in the road and then have my life come crashing down around me. It’s funny that sometimes real life imitates the emotional turmoil we’re facing inside of us. Things like that have always popped up randomly in my life, but coming up to a literal fork in the road is the most obvious of signs from the universe that I’ve ever received. I wish that I could find the information that I’m searching for. I need to find it deep within myself which is really difficult because the person that I want to confide in is the reason that I’m facing this inner turmoil. The fork in the road that I’m at isn’t something that can be fixed by someone else. I wish that it…