Watching Cars

All of our lives, all we do is watch cars.

Every car that goes by, we notice something. A loose hub-cap, a recent car wash, or maybe you just re-familiarize yourself with what you once knew the car to be.

Usually its the same flock of cars that comes at you constantly: the Hondas, the Fords, etc... But every so often you get the chance to see an exotic car. The Ferraris, the Lamborghinis, etc...

From this sight you notice so much: the elegant curves, the beautiful sound from the engine, the rumble underneath your sole. All of this is new, rare and consequently exhilarating; in turn you find yourself doing almost anything to catch even the smallest last glimpse of the auto.

As you return your vision to the area you were observing before, you find yourself thinking, reminiscing of the car. Every photo you'd seen in a magazine, every wallpaper you've downloaded of it, all lead up to that brief period of time before the car had left you in the dust.

Eventually your memory becomes distorted, and you're no longer sure whether your memory serves you correctly or whether it has transcended into more of your imagination.

After this realization you actually start concentrating on every passing car yet again. Then comes the sudden rush of realization that every car that went by became unnoticed while you reminisced over the rarity. Every Ford, every Honda; you realize that they were there, but to you its as none of them existed. Over time, you seem to gain confidence and start observing and noticing things in the ordinary again; yet you subconsciously know that another exotic car is bound to pass eventually, and the anticipation, the fantasy, and the excitement begins yet again, all too soon.

Now... The cars are not really cars, they are experiences.

We seem to neglect the fact that every car has some worth to it, and every car has a story, so as that Ford passes, for you its nothing but a Ford, but to the driver its their Ford. And as such to every other car you see on the freeway. Every car has some value to it, but its not until we start discussing the ordinary cars that we see that from every time we noticed something we have learned so much about them, and formulated full opinions of them; as to us, they are reality, and we do not need to resort to memory and imagination to comprehend them, as the accumulated amount of times that we noticed that one detail does it for us.

Cars can be powerful things, they can serve as symbols for goals and ambitions, they can be the necessity of your everyday life, or they can be just another speck in the flow of traffic.

But the next time you catch yourself looking at a rare car, don't forget to get your scope back in place before you miss out on something that could already be past you.

Whether your exotic car is love, success, family, or maybe a car itself, know when to let go of the experience of seeing it, because just as big of a motivator as it can be, it can also be an even greater obstruction.

"Fill your life with as many moments and experiences of joy and passion as you humanly can. Start with one experience and build on it"

-Marcia Wieder