thanks to that little red nissan

so driving back from okc yesterday in my (well mine temporarily) ugly, white, non-tinted chevy malibou i have a lot of time to do some thinking. really my only option since all of my cd's were left in my jeep and the radio is highly lacking in good music these days.

while i am highly pissed at the injustice done to me by this little red nissan, one positive thing dawns on me as a result of living through the accident. let me back up, i don't think i was near death and i didn't see my life flash before me or any of that nonsense.  however, it is very real to me that had i not slowed down before i hit that wall i very easily could have been sent flying, literally and metaphorically speaking.

scary to think, but i wasn't sent flying. and as my mom would say, God was with me.  this can only lead me to believe that i'm not done here on this earth.  there is some purpose here that i have yet to fulfill.  relief.