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Is This Growth? Because So Far, It Sucks.
Apparently, feeling lousy is a good thing.
I hate my car.
It’s a shame because we just bought it a few months ago, and I approved the purchase.
It’s a decent car. It has the most important features: an automatic, four doors, small but spacious, boot big enough to fit a stroller and a scooter. It even has a few cool stuff, like automatic lights, seat and wheel warmers.
But, somehow, it’s wrong. It’s just not me. You know?
When I’m driving it, I feel like I’m in my sweatpants. Yeah, they fulfil all the functions of clothing, but they’re sweatpants. You don’t feel like you’re ready to take on the world in your sweatpants.
So why did I buy this thing I hate?
One of two things is happening.
The first option is I’m being smart by not wasting money on a car I find “cool”. Money we can invest. Money that can buy me another month to write my novel. Money that can buy me peace of mind.
Plus, it’s just a car. It’s not who I am; it’s just what I drive. For now.
Or is it?
The second option is, I’m setting a precedent in my life by settling down for less than what I think I deserve.