My bike is having
trouble. It needs a “kick start,” so I
think, or perhaps an overhaul.
However,
there is no one that really knows how to “kick start” that is near me
today.
I get
agitated that all the people around me seem to have no trouble with their
bike. I get jealous that other bikes
seem to be in such better shape. I feel
insecure that my bike seems inferior to theirs.
I need the
manufacturer to work on my bike.
I know this,
but I keep trying to work on my own.
This will
absolutely not work. I have tried this
over and over.
I will call
the manufacturer.
I call him,
but he doesn't answer. I text him, but
he doesn't respond. He wants me to wait.
The waiting
time gets really ugly. It is ugly
because I am short-tempered. I am
sour. I do not like to wait. I do not fully trust that the manufacturer
has my best interests in mind. I am agitated again that my bike is dirty and
that it is not running right.
However I
have to make a choice.
I will
choose today that to wait is okay. It is
the way the manufacturer has planned. I
am okay.
I will
choose to trust that the manufacturer has my best interests in mind.
I will
choose to trust that the manufacturer will choose the best plan of action for
my bike: Perhaps he will just completely
overhaul it and give me an automatic key to get it started. Perhaps he will tell me to read my manual and
work me through the repairs. Perhaps he
will tell me to wait a little longer.
Perhaps he will tell me to go and kick start other peoples bikes while I
am waiting. He is the one that will make
the final choice. I choose to trust the
manufacturer. It is such a paradox. I have no choice but to trust, yet I must
choose to trust.
I choose to trust!
