I keep finding new ways to use my Switchblade, and in spite of my efforts to resist, it’s become a habit.
To be honest, I don’t have to fly up to Northern California to see my kids for the weekend. However, I know that I can because a flying car makes it easy. So easy that I know now, the darned things are addictive. I don’t have to take my wife to her favorite restaurant over on the coast. But, it’s hard to fight the urge to say yes when it’s so convenient. I also don’t have to go enjoy the best spring skiing around – wherever in the Northwest it happens to be. Pretty tempting though.
What am I going to do the next time my friend says, “Man, I just scored two tickets to the game and there’s no way to get there before the game starts!” I guess I could close my eyes and say to myself “No! I do not have a flying car that could get us there in time!”, but then I know differently, don’t I? I guess I could try to be happy and content to stay at home, even if it ended up being the best game of the season. I could do that….but I’d rather not.
I think this is one addiction that I don’t mind having.
– Martin Swift