I spent most of my morning cleaning my car :)
It's actually bliss for me, taking the time to wash, wax, clean, organize (yeah, me :)...seeing the difference before my eyes. Relaxing time to think about everything and nothing as the whims come and go. It's a luxury too, as not often is there time to while away a morning...
Can it be a metaphor?
Is cleaning your car, simply another way of spending time to organize your thoughts? Get things aligned (a bit) again? Make lists, cross things off? Prioritize? Center?
Contemplative, cathartic, satisfying....
All of that, probably...but it's also...cleaning the car, on a hot August morning in the 'burbs of Seattle.
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