Tuesday, February 4, 2014

Mystical Parking



A few weeks ago, I found myself in downtown Santa Fe with only one option remaining: to parallel park on the left hand side of the street. Everyone in the whole world had come to Santa Fe for the holidays; in addition to this being the only place left to park, there was lots of traffic on the street, cars behind me and pedestrians everywhere. "I better make this quick," I thought, terrified, because I can't tell you the last time I parallel parked, and double that for on the left-hand side.

I took a deep, wide breath, decided to skip the fear, and listened. Sure enough, the voice inside my head guided me through the whole thing, "Stop. Reverse. Cut Right. Stop. Forward. Cut Left. Stop." I got it in one try.

Maybe my little parking story confirms for you that I'm totally out of my gourd, bat-shit crazy. For me, it confirms that I know. And so do you, kid. Quit the fear. Ask. Listen. You got this one.

No comments:

Post a Comment