I am officially sick. :(

Saturday, March 10, 2001
I almost died today. One second separated me being okay and upright and me being mangled and dead underneath the tires of a stupid car. Obviously, I'm blogging, so I'm okay. But in my head I am freaked out. I feel like this was some sort of wake-up call. I know it's going to sound weird, but I feel like something stopped me today. Like, I know the layout and timing of the steets/streetlights near me PERFECTLY. The car thing happened at the Broadway mall lights, which are so close to my apartment.

The light was totally red before I'd even thought about moving...I could and should have started moving several seconds earlier. The last I'd looked, this white car was way down the street, when the light was turning red. So I went to cross the steet (people were already crossing on the other side) and I step out and all of a sudden this car comes whizzing by me, flying into the intersection, taking the turn and racing through the intersection, even though the light had turned red before it even got there. The scariest thing is that I totally didn't see it. Had I stepped out one second earlier, I would have been dead. I don't mean to be dramatic, but somehow I just knew/know that it wouldn't have just hit me, but hit me and knocked me down, in front of it, and then run over me. The car touched my pant leg. I was stunned. Everyone crossing on the other side just looked at me like, "Shit, you were almost a gonner." I was so embarassed.

No, I didn't get the license plate of the asshole driving the car, I was too much in shock to think about that, but I'm more angry at myself for not being more careful. Is this what happens when we get into too much routine, habit, and predictability. I cross this intersection every day and the one day I don't look again, and I could have been a butterfly pancake. As I went to go get my burger (which is why I was heading to Broadway to begin with) it was a very surreal situation. I was sitting there waiting for my burger, watching families and friends, and couples going about their daily business and I was like, "Does anyone know that I just almost died?" It was very weird. Anyway, I vow to be much more alert, much more careful, and to realise that life comes and goes in a flash and I've got to stop being so slack so I don't miss it.


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Sunday, March 11th, 2001

On another note, I actually had a date last night and it was a hilariously weird, surprising, and fun night. We ended up hanging out at the Opera House until like 6.30am. Today, Sunday, I feel like I was hit by a truck (which I've said several times today, and it just struck me how UN-funny that is considering yesterday :) . I am SO tired and no doubt my sleeping schedule will be messed up for at least a week. But it was an interesting night to say the least.