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 I have always been the kind of person that if anything traumatic or remotely traumatic happens to be I have to wait a couple of days for the shock to wear off before I can really talk openly about it with everyone. Always been that way, probably always will. Okay this happened a couple of days ago and really only told 2 people about it so now I'm telling anyone who remotely cares...lol. scenario... I go to work, park in the parking lot, decide to walk over to the whole sale food place to pick up a couple of things...now you have to cross a very busy intersection known as State Rd 123 in order to get to this place. 4 lanes of cars in an extremmmmmmmly small town called Vienna... Imagine Mayberry meets downtown Chicago traffic...you get the idea. Not to worry though. There is a stop light in the middle of the nowhere for pedestrians to cross. The reason I say in the middle of nowhere is because it is halfway through the block. There used to be an old railway station that they ripped up and made a trail out of for bikers, walkers and all those other health nuts. Anyhoo, cross the street get my stuff and coming back. I press the button to cross the intersection and there is a bicyclist on the other side waiting. We get the right away. I start to walk in the street and turn to the left to look and there is a woman in a Jeep Grand Cherokee on her cell phone still coming. You see why I chose that picture up there? That is EXACTLY how I felt. As you can see I'm still here typing.. she missed by inches. But the weird thing is I know why those stupid deer don't move! Strangely enough it is an almost calming feeling...you can't believe it is about to happen...it really isn't frozen by fear but more of acceptance. "This is it...this is my time and how it is going to happen". Very weird. |
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