The last post musters remnants of my own struggles with “What ifs.” Through college and immediately beyond I was fascinated by purpose, and the reason things happened. In broader terms, I was and still am captivated by the larger picture—I seem to be able to grab context immediately.
The problem, as Joe’s anecdote explores, lies in our being imperfect creatures wanting what will come later.
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It was inevitable. With the fall of the old, a new Age has begun, and it is the Age of Corolla. It took me a mere three hours in a dealership to secure an ’06 Toyota Corolla with the help of my trusty salesman Steve. Steve, with his suede jacket and Chicago charm, guided me through Pontiac Grand Ams, and away from VW Jettas (which I actually wanted,) ultimately resting my wife and I in the seats of the Corolla.
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