On the road right now, going to Ocean City. hopefully some sun will help bring up my mood. none of my friends were able to go with me this weekend :(
there's a chance it'll be raining most of the weekend though. So I'll be able to sit out on the beach alone, maybe play my acoustic under an umbrella.
There's lots of accidents out here today. I often think about getting in a car crash. I wonder if I'll live, if I'll be crippled, or decapitated. Maybe the person who crashes into us will be drunk, or maybe sober and just really tired. All I'll hear is a gasp, cussing, then breaks. I won't hear the crash. Then, I'll hear nothing. I'll open my eyes and see blood and broken glass everywhere. I'm too sore to cry. In the other car, the man's head hangs over, and he cries. He cries, "It was only one drink..." or, "I knew it was too late to be driving, I kept dozing off..." When the police and paramedics come, I'm the first one to be pulled out of the twisted heap of steel.
I'm getting too into detail with this. It just shows how bad my anxiety is, and how crazy my imagination can get.
Write more later today.
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