Tuesday, June 6th had the ending I never expected.
Driving home from work at forty mph my 1987 caprice classic, lost control and crashed in a large culvert in front of Samford University. I guess I passed out for a period of time, before unbuckling my limp body, to come crashing down on glash and shredded steel. I had no epiphany, no light flashing before my eyes...just silence. I still cringe slightly any time I flash back to the seconds before, the first time in my life that I had no control whatsoever over my own existance. The Paramedics and Firemen looked at me strangely as I walked away, virtually unscathed. A police officer stopped me just before I left and said "kid, you're lucky to be alive" and under my breath I replied "I guess that's what this shitty feeling is".
Driving home from work at forty mph my 1987 caprice classic, lost control and crashed in a large culvert in front of Samford University. I guess I passed out for a period of time, before unbuckling my limp body, to come crashing down on glash and shredded steel. I had no epiphany, no light flashing before my eyes...just silence. I still cringe slightly any time I flash back to the seconds before, the first time in my life that I had no control whatsoever over my own existance. The Paramedics and Firemen looked at me strangely as I walked away, virtually unscathed. A police officer stopped me just before I left and said "kid, you're lucky to be alive" and under my breath I replied "I guess that's what this shitty feeling is".
a35mmlife:
wow. im glad you are alive.
erin:
damn thats a curiosity. as if that guy had to tell you how to feel about it. i just got done watching donnie darko for the 2nd time and this is the first thing i read....