and then you drive a BMW with the top down listening to Jeff Buckley, and all of your ideals about simplicity are shot to hell...
i began to have car-lust. how could i get my hands on this beautiful vehicle? i'm such a sinner. my whole persona changed as i settled back into the leather covered bucket. it felt comfortable. it felt right. even my mother-in-law said as i was leaving the driveway, "Dan is a beemer type of guy." And i am. but that doesn't mean it is good for me, right now or ever. wow, i need Jesus.
be content. be content. be content.
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Ok, here's how to think about it:
Get the beemer first and *THEN* "be content. be content. be content." Because, really, once you have that BMW, what more could you possibly want?
Right? No? Not so much??
Meh. Cool car, anyways...
Florida sure doesn't help one out...Mustangs everywhere, Outlet shopping with all kinds of ways to spend your material lust...We need to go back to Africa. That changes your perception of contentment in a hurry.
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