Just a picture on this Friday afternoon to share with you all. I hope you’re doing exceedingly well.
When I bought the convertible last year, I had just gotten out of a very serious, long-term relationship. I didn’t yet know that I would be moving to California within a year, or how my life was going to take off.
After buying it, I realized that the car became symbolic of my priorities and how I’m choosing to live my life right now. Rather than being an impulsive purchase, I knew exactly what I was paying for, and months later, from a different part of the country, the wisdom of the car still speaks to me.
Right now, I’m moving fast and light, soaking up everything life has to offer. I welcome people to hit the road with me. However, there is only enough room for one other person to hop in and enjoy the open road with me. Someone with a grand sense of adventure.
The reality is that everyone pays money for things that can make their lives better. For me, the car is a source of joy every time I climb in, even if I’m only running an errand like I was today. But when I send the payment in every month, I’m happy to spend the money. The car is a practical metaphor for who I am. It’s a snapshot of me.
What do you focus your time and energy on that brings you joy? Are there symbols in your life for the part of the journey you’re on?