My Fender Bender – The Journey of a Soul

 

Pick a Card, Officer

I was in a minor fender-bender this morning on the way to my real job as a caddie at one of the premier putt-putt golf courses in the Greater Mystic Hollow, Michigan area. I’m just joking, it’s not one of the premier courses but we’re getting a new windmill that should boost us in the ratings.

 

The accident got me thinking about things. In fact, as I write this, I am still in the process that follows any accident and I have plenty of time to think and write about my journey of self-discovery. It is my hope that this may make the Oprah Book Club so I have embellished it slightly to show my spiritual side and included spiritual characters.

 

The rest of the story is essentially true. I have removed the part about my first shower in prison because it seemed unnecessarily embarrassing and yet so true that it is currently the basis of a movie seen only on foreign-registered freighters.

 

If you care to journey into my soul,


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