This is a blog I have wanted to write for a long time, but I just have not been able to find a good angle on it. I'm not sure that I do at this moment, but I am going to try my best just to tell the story.
Many of you know that I drive a jeep. My girl hates my jeep and would like for nothing better than to see me sell it and buy something a little more practical. Few of you however know why I bought my jeep in the first place. It's my END-Times Escape vehicle, and selling it would represent me admitting one thing and one thing only: that the End is not in fact near, as I suspected that it was in the months following 9/11.
As if I could escape! Guess I watch too many movies.
One of the things I really like about my jeep and jeeps in general is how adaptaptable they are. Almost everything is removable or collapsable. Take the windows for example...you don't roll them down, you TAKE THEM OFF!
Now that it is getting hotter here in the A-Z I am taking the windows off more and more, usually in the late afternoon on my way home from work. The warm air circulating around me usually does more to keep me cool than the air conditioner can keep up with when the windows are on. But most days I get home from work and I forget to put the windows back on.
Morning rolls around and I am running late for work. But the last thing I want is to muss my hair in the wind. I save the jeep head for special occasions. What I always seem to forget though is that I park my car next to a greenbelt. And the greenbelt is home all kinds of disease carrying mosquitoes. The mosquitoes never fail to make their way into my jeep in the darkness of night, where they grow bored and fall asleep in the floorboards.
As I'm racing to work, the Mosquitoes are awakened from their slumber and begin to swarm around my head. There is absolutely nothing I can do, because the zippers on my windows are stuck. So there I am resolved to be bitten, certain that I am aquiring malaria or West Nile, or soething worse that I haven't even heard of. At that moment I am so determined to get to work on time that It doesn't seem to matter one bit. Instead I start naming the mosquitoes and begging them not to take too much of my blood...
Of course, with mosquitoes as interested in the jeep as I am, maybe the End Times aren't as distant as I want to believe. Makes me even more grateful I have found someone to hold when it's quiet and still.
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