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Friday, June 20, 2003

 
Predicting the future is not possible, or is it?
However or whatever, I think one can make plans just in case, God forbid, the worst happens. I think this because, something happened today, I came close to death, once again. I missed it by a hair or maybe it was a few seconds of time. The car behind me, however, was not so fortunate. I did not know this at the time as this car was in my rearview mirror as I moved past. I had to hear about it from the news tonight when an accident was covered. The car behind me was the car in the accident. I saw nothing as I was already way past where it happened, but it was the same car, I know it, because of the flag and sticker in the window. I passed this car, and I noticed the bumper sticker in the window about supporting nine-eleven and the flag. In the news story, they showed this same window with the bumper sticker and the flag, which is how I knew it was exactly the same car I had passed. The man driving was killed. Details as to how this accident happened were sketchy, and I do not know from what I heard what exactly happened. He must have been run off the road by someone, or swerved to avoid something. However it happened, it must have happened just after I passed this car, that he went off the road and he died in the accident. The place was distinctive because of the roadside businesses visible in the distance. An inch is as good as a mile and a few seconds is as good as a lifetime. I was there, but then again, I wasn't there at exactly the same time. I was a few seconds or minutes ahead in time and I was spared the consequences of that singular moment in time, when it went bad for someone, someone I do not know, but who was so close to me in space and time yet a total stranger. I feel so sad about this, and I am not sure why I feel this way, except that it could have been me, and this accident means a lot to me even though I was not involved or know anything about what happened first hand. I had already passed the car and the spot where it all would happen a few moments later. So close, yet so far away. I just remember the window and the sticker and the flag and I wonder about how close it was that I came to disaster. Do you wonder about this kind of thing as I do? About how close you came to something either very good or very bad but missing it by just a bit of space and time, and about how it could have been you? I am just so sad about this. Yes, just so sad...


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