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In preparing myself for tomorrow, I’m visualizing it going well. Because the other thing, picturing every worst-case scenario imaginable, that thing doesn’t work so very well. It doesn’t prevent the bad things from happening, and a kind of inevitability penetrates the atmosphere. If I can imagine something, it can happen.
So now I’m trying it the other way around, and it starts with a good night’s sleep. I will not be up until 2:00 am, and I will not toss and turn for another hour or so after going to bed, and I will not wake up, for no good reason whatsoever, at 5:00 in the morning. I will drift off into dreamland early, and sleep until the clock radio gently awakens me at the last possible moment.
And when I do get up and start getting ready, I will not cut myself shaving. And I won’t have one of those something-about-mary hair days.
My car will start (not that there’s any question that it will) and I’ll drive directly to the DMV office (big question about that, with my poor sense of direction). I won’t take a wrong turn and drive half an hour in the wrong direction and get to my appointment late. I won’t drive around the block three times looking for the entrance. I won’t have an fender-bender in the DMV parking lot and get my license confiscated on the spot.
See how good I am at positive visualization?
Since I do have an appointment, I won’t have to wait hours in line. I’ll have everything I need with me. I’ll pass the test on the first try, and I’ll pass the eye test without anyone noticing I can’t see. And when they take my picture, it won’t look like a driver’s license picture at all. I’ll look almost human in it.
Say, I’m actually looking forward to this ordeal now.
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