As she was making the call, an unknown man appeared with a floor jack and jacked up the front of the SUV.
“I could then breathe, and I inched my body out from under the vehicle. I heard the ambulance coming and before I was loaded into the ambulance, my wife looked around to thank the man, but he was already gone. I want to say thank you. If he hadn’t come when he did with that jack, I don’t know how long I could have survived.”
“I am trying to see things in perspective. My dog wants a bite of my peanut butter chocolate chip bagel. I know she cannot have this, because chocolate makes dogs very sick. My dog does not understand this. She pouts and wraps herself around my leg like a scarf and purrs and tries to convince me to give her just a tiny bit. When I do not give in, she eventually gives up and lays in the corner, under the piano, drooping and sad. I hope the universe has my best interest in mind like I have my dog’s. When I want something with my whole being, and the universe withholds it from me, I hope the universe thinks to herself: "Silly girl. She thinks this is what she wants, but she does not understand how it will hurt.”—THEORIES ABOUT THE UNIVERSE by Blythe Baird (via shroomfairy)