this morning #1161.

this morning, as my car slid clear across a long length of pavement & lifted up into the air, the end of the malcolm in the middle theme song popped into my head. just the last line. that’s all. “life is unfair.” in this case, it’s not exactly an accurate statement but it’s pretty fitting for the moment, no? i suppose if i hadn’t chosen to take the corner so darn fast, this wouldn’t have ended up being the last time that i drove down this road. so many bruises. so many broken bones. so much crumpled metal all around me. today i had a breakthrough though. as i tumbled around & random moments from my life flashed before my eyes all filmstrip style, i was treated to the meaning of life. seconds later, i died.