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2003-04-13 - 8:35 p.m.
Today, I drove between my cradle and my grave.
a distance of 274 miles. and somewhere in the middle was almost the undoing of me. I was run off the highway going 83 mph on a bright sunny day, by a black mini van with a reckless blind spot. *mile marker 192*
As the van aggressively swerved into my lane, I was forced onto the narrow rail guarded left side shoulder. my car somehow drove straight, on the unsteady treaded turf even though the shuddering shell of my vehicle was rattling and quaking. I was a pilot flying in the face of a rapidly disappearing runway. 83-0 in 18 seconds touching down on an undriveable surface. I don't know why angels keep saving me. and I am disarmed by the total ~silence~ in my head in the face of utter and complete obliteration.
I had no last thoughts. no last wishes.
just impenetrable silence.
and something tells me.
I should keep quiet, more often.
old starlight - new starbright
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