My car. . .
A couple of days ago I decided that I needed to get myself a fast, fun sports car because I’m young and bored and it’s what I want.
For some reason I decided that car should be a Nissan 350Z, a pretty cool ride as some of you might know. I’m not sure why I picked this car, but I did. I’ve been thinking about it since then, looking at pictures online and reading stats and what not. It’s been on my mind.
So I was watching the Secret online a couple of hours ago, and it’s the scene where you’re supposed to look at your hands and then visualize them wrapped around the steering wheel of your dream car. So I do it, playing along, feeling ridiculous, imagining myself driving my new car (which I have to admit, was pretty fun) and I think to myself, this is so ridiculous, so sophomoric, so pointless. Does the universe really give a rats ass about my life? Why should I buy this? At that moment, I opened my eyes and there was my 350z, the same car being drolled over by the character in the film. So, part of me wants to write this off as coincidence, but wow, holy nut, what a coincidence. More testing is in order, but I was pretty freaked out when it happened. I felt like someone was winking at me when it happened. Pretty weird.