I nearly died yesterday. Or so it looked from my rear view mirror.
I was stopped at a red light, and I happened to look up. I saw the end coming in the form of a speeding pickup truck. The driver was not looking forward, possibly due to his attention being focused on a cellphone conversation, text or some other distraction. I had nowhere to go and nothing to do except brace for impact.
The impact did not happen. The truck swerved to my right, tires screaming, and went through the red light, missing the traffic that had the green light, and he just kept going. Until the gray sedan by the side of the road flipped on his lights and siren and went after him. Who says there’s never a cop when you need one?
So why me? People die on the highway, killed by distracted drivers, drunk drivers, ignorant drivers or their own foolishness many times a day. I guess I’ve got some unfinished business somewhere, or something I must accomplish. There’s no reason for that driver to have missed me.
I should not be here today. And since I am, I have to say that it’s literally a beautiful day in every neighborhood.