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Driving Test

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear. And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear take the wheel and steer.

It's driven me before and it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal. But lately I'm beginning to find that I should be the one behind the wheel. Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. I'll be there.

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive, will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive? It's driven me before and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around. But lately I'm beginning to find that when I drive myself my light is found.

Would you choose the water over wine, hold the wheel and drive?

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  1. Doug,

    I have severe control issues so I never let fear take the wheel. That said, sometimes I stay on park until the fear passes. Then I drive.

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  2. Yeah, but it's easy to let fear take the wheel, the unknown is sometimes scary. Seems safer sometimes to just go along with the "hive." I'm like you, though, with the control issue. Good advice, too, to stay in Park until you're ready to drive. Well-said, my friend, indeed. (and thanks ... you know what I'm sayin'.)

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  3. We're having a bonding moment((hugs))

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  4. I know! I feel kinda tingly.

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  5. I just stopped by to say hello. I wanted to see how you're adjusting to your new home. I look forward to visiting you more. It looks as though little navigator has also rolled out the welcome mat. How sweet of you little navigator. We must watch over him and make sure he doesn't work too hard.

    On the driving thing, I like to take it slow and build up speed , before taking off. New and change is always scary , but its part of life.

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  6. Thanks, Rain! Not to worry about me working too hard. Hi, my name is Doug, and I'm a slacker, but do love the ladies watching over me nonetheless.

    "I like to take it slow and build up speed, before taking off." Don't we all, sister friend, don't we all! Foghat's "Slow Ride" comes to mind. Okay, I'm warped. Sorry.

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  7. OMG!! (blushing) I looked up the lyrics. You're one of a kind...LOL!

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  8. Yeah, but it's the song itself that came to mind ... the slow groove near the end, the build-up to the final frantic riffs and then that pass-the-smokes moment at the very end. Whew. I'm just sayin', that 8-track was well-worth the 6 bucks I doled out as a teenager.

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