I feel like my life mirrors "O Fortuna," especially the third verse. It's bad enough that I started having car troubles after my last therapist visit today, and I'm explaining how stressed my life has been lately, I have my therapist appointment today, then I have my car looked at by someone who went to school to be an auto-mechanic (should have had a job, but the Recession cut him off before he had a post-school chance) tell me that I need to have it looked at by a mechanic for a full diagnostics (not the Auto Zone diagnostics, which my brother has the exact same computer thingy as they do) to determine what my car isn't doing exactly to figure out what I need to do to fix it. And because I live out in the country, having transportation is literally ****ing everything. The best advice I have got, from the father of the guy who looked at my car, is that it wouldn't hurt to check the starter but I'm most likely going to need a mechanic for a full diagnostics. If it's not the starter, I don't know what I'm going to do. I was actually thinking of the lines from "Lose Yourself" that "success is my only mother ****in' option, failures not...I cannot grow old in Salem's lot" going through my head as I looked at a loan option, planning out every day, every second, every step taking a loan out to move, and then I get a huge middle finger from fate herself flicking me in the one area that really hurts the most...."reliable transportation..."