Save Yourself, Don't Wait On Me

My life flashed before my eyes this weekend. On Friday I was hit by a car while driving my bike and was less than six inches from crashing directly into the back of a parked tow truck and essentially breaking all my ribs. I have no idea if I'm in denial or anything, but I laughed it all off the second it happened. I've never felt scared or traumatized since it happened. On the contrary, I've missed no being able to ride my bike. Like I would on a daily basis.

Im curious to know what exactly is going on in my mind. Am I still in shock and haven't realized that I just starred death in the face and nonchalantly walked away? That if I were to have been hit a second later I'd be in a hospital bed on a respirator with possibly a punctured lung. If I were to have died, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to tell my friends how much I love them all and how much of an impact they've all had on me over the years. Most importantly, I would have died with a messy room.

But on the brightside of the spectrum, I would have had an honorable death. I was listening to heavy metal, riding my green bike and was doing well in college (plus a super coach in FIFA 12). I couldn't have really asked for more from anyone (well maybe if I had a rubber duck on my bike or something).

I don't know but I really need to take a day or two and to just sit and think and reflect what is currently in my surroundings. I've always taken everything, including friends and family, for granted. I have had the opportunity to do things others have never done in their lives (and some will never), yet I still bitch about shit all the time. Thinking about this kind of stuff is depressing but makes helps you grow a little stronger in life.