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About four years ago I was looking at a shiny red Corvette on-line, when I heard someone say, "Go for it." I looked around, but there was no one there. I was alone in the room. As I glanced back at the Corvette on my monitor, the same tiny voice said, "Just do it."

As I was driving my newly acquired Corvette back home, wondering how I was going to explain this to my wife, a couple of teenagers pulled up beside me and motioned forward. Once more, this voice called out of nowhere, "Punch it. You can beat the Mustang."

I sat silently in the car, as the State Trooper handed me the first ticket that I've had for twenty some years. Now there was really going to be some explaining to do when I got home. Back on the road, driving the speed limit, I had to wonder what made me do something so out of character, such as buying a car on the spur of the moment, although I had wanted a Corvette ever since High School. In the past, I have tried to make sound decisions, and never bought anything without talking it over with my wife, and then only after doing endless research on the product.

My wife was smiling as I pulled the new red Corvette into the driveway. "I new it was just a matter of time," she said. I had no idea if she had somehow found out about my ticket too, so I just smiled and asked, "What do you mean, it was just a matter of time for what?"
She poked her head inside the window, and running her hand over the soft black upholstery,
said, "The time for your mid-life crises." I didn't comment on that, because I knew it was more than that, I felt like I had finally been in touch with my inner child, and if today was a sign of things to come.

The more I think about this, the more I realize that my inner-child has always been the strange voice in my mind. This other person nestled within me, that comes to me every once in a while. This must be how twins always seem to know what each other is thinking about. On one hand, it is nice to have another slant on things, but there are those times when we would be better off just going with our first instinct. I don't know for sure, but maybe the inner-child is what we often call our gut instinct. At any rate, it is nice to know that I am never totally alone, that there is someone else giving their input. Although my inner-child is more like a wild child.

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