Too Close For Comfort

Ok so again I am going off topic today...I need an outlet for what just happened and this is the perfect place to do it.

I go out a lot. I can be responsible and irresponsible. Since one of my friend's lost his license I have been a bit more behaved, since I offer to drive him. He lives about 20-30 minutes away from me, so it's a bit of me going out of my way....But I like hanging out with my friends.

As we all know I have been hurriedly trying to get back to the normalcy I once knew. Burning the candle at both ends shall we say. But not in the partying aspect, just everything in general. Well it finally all caught up to me in one giant screeching halt....

I was being the good friend, I was the designated driver tonight so i picked up my friend. I had also been running all day since about 430am. We went to the normal watering hole, I behaved...I knew that I had to drive and that I was already exhausted. We left, I dropped him off, I start back home. I was tired...physically exhausted. I was drowsy at the wheel...bad combination. I was at most 5 minutes from my house at the town line and I dozed off for all of 5 seconds. That's all I needed....I woke up the car listed heavily to the left, I think I was on an embankment of some sort. I plowed into a telephone pole that snapped into god knows how many pieces. That's all I remember about the accident. I think I hit my head on the steering wheel. I "came to" and I was disoriented. I didn't know what way was up. I heard a bzzzzzzzzt and saw sparks, a downed power line, entirely too close to the car. I yelled for help, it was 1230am nobody was going to hear me. It's a futile effort. I undid my seat belt and fell out of the seat, the car was upside down. I needed to find a way out, fast. Who knows what was leaking. I some how managed to shimmy out of the sunroof, back on the grass, pulling on the passenger door frame. I got out...holy hell I got out.

The rest of the night was an emotional blur. I don't know if I have ever cried that much just out of sheer terror and gratefulness. I was shaking worse than someone with Parkinson's...still am. I was taken to the hospital, questioned by the police, the whole 9 yards. I have never been in a car accident before, and everybody who saw the car could not believe that I was standing, talking, functioning. Even the people in the hospital anticipated a horrific trauma victim, not someone who was wide awake without a single broken bone. I escaped with a sprained wrist, bruises from the force against the seat belt, cut on my forehead, and giant egg on my forehead.

I was a cynical person, skeptical about god....a higher being....miracles....any of that. Well someone was watching over me tonight. It wasn't my time. Someone took care of me...and I can only say, thank you. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to live to see another day.