“They see me rollin', they hatin'

Patrollin' and tryna catch me ridin' dirty

Tryna catch me ridin' dirty”

I brought my car to service on Tuesday morning. My mechanic was leaving the island, so the only time he could see me was at 8:00am. Bro?! You sending me to wake up so early! And I have to deal with the school traffic, so I need to wake up even earlier. Fine…whatever!

Got up. Unhappy. But necessaries are necessary.

Honestly, I can’t remember the last time I had my car serviced. This might be due in part to the fact that I don’t remember things like that unless I write them down, but it had definitely been a while!

He brought me some piece and told me to look at it. Man, I had no idea what that was or what I was supposed to be looking at. Apparently, it was muck, not the Pokémon, just actual build-up, messy muck. Grease infused with carbonated… I’m playing lol… I don’t know, just wanted to sound scientific. LOL

Apparently, there wasn’t much oil left in the thingy and I needed new spark plugs as well. I got new-new platinum joints. I don’t know what that means either, but I trust him, so it’s whatever. I guess I’ll be riding dirty for the next five years. Skrr skrr.

He stressed the importance of remembering to service a car every three months. Not just so that business keeps booming for mechanics, but so that I don’t develop more or bigger issues that would ultimately cost me more “monies”.

It’s a good thing that I brought the car in when I did, because I could’ve messed around and really damaged my engine – the heart of my baby. And it’s funny, because my car was driving perfectly fine – except for that knocking in the front, which he also checked out – something about control arms and links. I’m pretty sure it’s a pothole motivated situation.

Sometimes, we neglect “checking in” when things seem to be operating smoothly – like we forget to check in on our “strong friends”; we forget to see our therapist; we don’t just open up to that friend because we feel as if we’re strong ourselves or that we’re in a good place.

Seems like the build-up, muck, old spark plugs and low oil can go undetected for a long time until they actually damage our hearts... I mean engines.

What’s crazy too is that even though I saw for myself all the work that he did, and I saw that engine wash that he dished out; I feel as though the car drove the exact same way back home as it did to the mechanic. But what I am sure about is that it’s in much better shape now!

When I drive with my Beats headphones on, I can hear the relationship between my car and the road a lot better – of course, without music on – but the noise cancellation of the headphones really block the sound out, and I can feel the car’s tires rolling against the pavement. Still not sure if driving with the headphones on is such a good idea, but…

I guess in addition to making sure we service our cars and ourselves regularly, it’ll also be good to occasionally block the noise out and focus on the relationship between ourselves and the environment we’re operating in.

Monitor the condition of your heart…

Oh... I’m going to NEW YORK tomorrow.

See ya suckers... LOL

*Siri, play Ridin' by Chamillionaire ft. Krayzie Bone*