entirelysonja

So this weekend I drove up to Baitcon. Main roads were clogged so I took back roads up to NY state. And while driving I found something interesting:

I now know the last words I will ever hear, and the last words I will ever say.

It's kind of interesting, you wonder what the last thing you will hear, will it be comforting words from loved ones? Will your last words be those of wisdom or insight or something else?

"AbortABORTABORT!!!!!"

Yep, that's it. I heard it in my ears as I went to pass someone on a 2 lane road and they sped up. Saw the oncoming car, and realized I had a second to make the last decision of my life. The above is what I heard as I gunned the 928, and pulled in front of this guy a second before the car blew by me in the other lane.

At a speed of 100mph and 60mph that would have been the end. And I would have been at fault, no doubt about it. And everything would have gone dark. But apparently that did not happen and I think I'm here typing this. Maybe. Maybe I'm in the final stages of death somewhere on a NY side road and all of this is a hallucination.

It's like being in a bardo, a space between spaces. It was an amazing weekend, perfect camping weather, good food, good people, good times. Cool, nice breeze, good fire in the evening, big comfortable inflatable mattress. Everything was nice.

But it's Tuesday now and things have not winked out so I think I made it. But if I didn't that was an incredibly stupid thing to do, and I will never do something like that again. I still have a lot to live for and about 19 years left to live it. I'd rather enjoy those days, and the people I share them with.

So yeah, my last words may be to abort the bad decision I made except this time there is no way out. Except in this case maybe there was. Maybe I did pull it all out of the fire...

We shall see. On to the day!