01.27.03 10:25 am
death and shit

Those mornings, you know -- where you wake up and say, "I do NOT want to get out of bed" have haunted me the past few days.

I should have listened to my internal instincts however, and maybe I'd have refrained from getting in two car accidents.

I can't believe I'm not mutilated/humiliated/traumatized/decapitated/killed, etc.

I think it's a sign.

I don't know what it means, (Don't ever get behind the wheel again? I need to start appreciating the time I have to live? Maybe?) but it's definitely a sign.