You are the mechanic...

By Vichara

You get up and empty the dustbin of your mind. You think everything has been emptied and carry on for the day. Then as you reach the 5-mile marker of the day something shakes loose, a memory, a thought or a concern and it gets stuck in the gears and things begin to create a gnashing sound. You try to ignore it like some single fly that keeps coming back to buzz in front of your face but it is no good and it gets louder. If you stop now to inspect it will disrupt your day but the insistent grind will not subside. You can’t call in a technician to handle this it is up to you to pull to a shady spot by the side of the road, stop the truck and quietly through introspection locate the giggly part that has come loose. Pull out the tools and take out the wrench of compassion, the screwdriver of sanity, the hammer of patience and the saw of decision. It may take a while and you may need some illumination but in these situations you are the only mechanic suited to adjust these matters of the heart and mind. After all it is your machine, you should know how to fix it.

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