Dark night.. thunderstorm...slippery roads on the highway.. countless zooming cars.. me impatient behind the wheel.. endless phone calls... annoying GPS voice....frustrated and tired boyfriend with his eyes shut in the passenger seat. In a turn of events; my confidence on the road was hit by a stroke of bad luck.
I remember my screeching tyres, frozen steering, and my arm stuck behind the wheel.
..I remember spinning.. and a host cars avoiding us. I had a chain of thoughts in my head "Don't hit us! Don't hit us! Don't flip! Don't fall into the cliff!" I could hear myself scream silently. The car hit the railing once at the back, and in the front.. I turned to look at him beside me.. the car spun and slammed sideways into the door beside me. Shocked just like me, he smiled and held my hand; not certain if it were meant to comfort me or himself, but it made the arguments we were having 30 minutes not relevant anymore.
I hear in movies and stories the most important events in your entire life flashes in your mind at the sight or fear of death. I hadn't any. My mind was too busy flashing imaginative images of all the things I had meant to do and had not achieved. That's a sign huh? I believe it is a sign.
I know now that I should be doing more with my life; fulfilling my responsibilities and listening to my heart more. I've only got one life that I can lead the way I choose.
I spent my next 24 hours thinking...
I havn't figured anything out yet..
Maybe in 48 hours? am I still in shock?