I almost DIED today.
But this time, unlike last December, wasn’t completely my fault.
And yet, it gives me a chance to reevaluate what is important in my life, and what isn’t.
I think a little more appreciation needs to be given to the fact that I am alive right now. I have now avoided death twice when I could have easily just left the world (as morbid as that sounds). That gives me all the more reason to celebrate life and everything wonderful that comes with living.
I am going to appreciate my family more. My friends. My job. My student. My surroundings. My hometown. My memories. My experiences. My life journey. And I will continue to celebrate each and every “ordinary day” as well as milestone in my life.
In December I ran a red light due to lack of attention on the round. That taught me to obviously not run any red lights. Today, I ran a yellow light while a car foolishly turned and hit me (on an unprotected turn). That taught me not to run any more yellow lights. However, when I talked to the driver he said the light was green…. which means he doesn’t understand the rules of the road. If the light was indeed green that means he was SUPPOSED to yield to me since he was turning and I was going straight. Whatever the case, both cars looked pretty banged up at the end of it all.
Rest in peace Ford Fiesta. It’s been nice knowing you and spending a few “thousand miles” with you. Even though the world is screaming, my words will reach you somehow. Even if you remain in Los Angeles to be inspected by Progressive, I trust you will be in safe hands. Like all of my breakups, this one will probably be the hardest.
I was with my sister and my brother-in-law, whom I checked out apartments with in the morning. After eating, the accident happened. This time I was happy I wasn’t alone in the aftermath of the accident (unlike last December). They helped me through it – even bandaging me up, and getting me Boba later in the day. I am extremely grateful for family and friends that care about me. From now on I will appreciate everyone in the world just a little bit more.
In the end, I’m still alive, despite some minor scratches, cuts, and bruises. That just means I’m destined to keep going on on my quest to educate young minds.
Can you hear me now?
Through all that the world is screaming
My words will reach you somehow (somehow)
Can you hear me now?
With every word I’m breathing
And you’re a thousand miles away
