I had this thought while I was driving today. That happens a lot when you have and hour and a half to yourself everyday (an aside - does anyone know of a cheap version of the bible on CD? My devotion times are definitely hurting due to the early morning schedule - I figured I could listen on the way to work). My driving thoughts seem so poetic and then I usually forget by the time I get home. I just remembered this one.
I was thinking about this friend of mine. She is a bit of a drama queen (as another friend put it). I always seem to attract those kind of people, but am completely unable to do anything for them. Anyway - it's just crazy how disaster follows her. I see that she creates a lot of it too. And surrounds herself with it. She freaks out about stuff all the time. Runs her mouth off. Gets mad at everybody else and blames everybody else. And can't be dissuaded. She just keeps talking and getting angry. She goes a mile a minute. Makes mountains out of molehills. Smokes, drinks, sleeps around. Lets guys talk her into all sorts of stuff. It's a fairly typical story - abused as a child.
The thought was sparked when I saw her go speeding by me on the highway today. It wasn't surprising - yet another self-destructive behaviour. It occurred to me that if she slowed down (both physically and metaphorically) she would be crushed by her past. That it would fall right on top of her and she would have to face it. So she runs her mouth and her car at high speeds to avoid unpleasantness. And (as the cycle goes) ends up creating more.
