Speed humps
Life is not unlike a highway.
You get up to speed and cruise along, pretty much unimpeded. Now and then you have need to change lanes, but otherwise it’s pretty smooth sailing, so long as you stay alert and don’t do anything too rash.
Speeding is acceptable, so long as you don’t get caught BTW.
As with most things relating to the law, it’s only illegal if/when you get caught hey???
What was my point?
Oh yes! Sorry!!
You need to understand, I have 2 speeds.
Stop and go.
Plus, I can be somewhat effusive at times.
Truth be known, too much now and then.
It’s the way I’m built.
I’m passionate, enthusiatic and more than willing to meet life headlong at the same speed I attack everything.
At one hell of a pace.
For those who don’t know me, it can be a little off putting I’m told.
In fact, imtimidating is the word one of my daughters used one time.
I’ve never seen it myself, but then that’s me.
I have however seen the way people react sometimes.
Picture someone going backwards rapidly.
That’s pretty much the best way to describe it.
Now, when something is troubling me, I keep it to myself, and rarely share it.
In fact, most of the time people would never pick it.
I share my problems with very few people, and I’m quite particular about who those people are.
It takes a special person who can accept me at my lowest point, because when I hit a low, it’s at the opposite level of what my highs are.
It’s rock bottom.
Thus my reasons for not sharing my troubles when I have them.
I know I’m not easy to cope with, so I bury it deep, and 99.999999% of people really have NFI, and are nomally stunned to find there is is fact anything wrong.
So how do I hit these lows?
Well, this is where the highway analogy comes in.
There I am, cruising along at 120kph {around 65 for those not versed in metrics} and bang, crash, thump!
Fucking speed hump, slap bang in the middle of the highway!!!
Every single fucking time I think I have it down pat, that’s when I’ll hit it.
When I least expect it.
And you can guarantee the fall is spectacular!
It’s not possible to live life at the pace I do and NOT hit the ground with a thud.
Trust me on that one.
Do I see them coming?
NO!
Do I learn from previous hits?
NO!
Does it ever occur to me that maybe I need to keep an eye out just in case?
NO!
Am I sick to death of having my run down the road slowed?
Absofuckinglutely I am!
Will I ever learn to slow down?
Probably not.
I need a fucking holiday…badly!
Does it show?
I’m thinking it does.
If anyone knows where I can find an uninhabited island surrounded with man eating sharks I can feed intruders to, shoot me an email will you?
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April 29th, 2009 at 12:33 pm
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flint_Island
May be paradise, or not.
I wish you peace on your journey . . .
Bring Ray-Bans and SPF40+
I totally understand. Love to be there.
April 30th, 2009 at 2:49 pm
there’s this place in warragul that has man eating sharks and there is 4 of them…..they will bite your ankles to no end!
April 30th, 2009 at 2:50 pm
no freaking idea……… if you find a cluster of islands can I have one?
While lows suck they also challenge, stretch and change us. Perhaps the speed bumps are opportunites to upgrade your ride?
May 1st, 2009 at 2:52 am
Wait! Wait! I’m googling now. That island has to be somewhere!
I know of your conundrum. Inside of my head is doing at least a hundred mph. And then it happens. I hate speed bumps too. Let’s see if we can get rid of them. . .
May 1st, 2009 at 6:54 am
I hear Fiji is good this time of year.
Mountains and valleys. I walk them too.
May 2nd, 2009 at 11:58 am
Pack me in your bag when you locate that island, ok ?
May 6th, 2009 at 7:53 pm
Brilliant! Love the analogy! It also makes me feel comforted to know that I’m not the only one on this fucking planet that doesn’t see the fucking speed bumps but more so that I don’t learn from previous hits! “Picture someone going backwards rapidly” BAHAHAHAH! I cannot even imagine that!
Love the way you word things….makes me LOL!