Thursday, 1030 at night, it's below freezing, there's a slight drizzle coming down, ice is all over my car, my tires and the road...I'm bummed because it isn't snow.
I'm leaving a sushi restaurant after celebrating a friends birthday dinner. We all must be a little crazy, we all knew it was icing over, but we went out in it anyway to celebrate. They say you are who you hang around with...yea, all of us that we there - all just a little crazy.
I'm sitting in my car. I'm contemplating on whether to take the highways, everyone's post on Facebook said "Don't get on the highway..." I'm still contemplating.
I do some circles in the parking lot with some figure 8's involved, trying to warm the tires up before I get on the road. Fun.
I get onto Saratoga, about to pass Weber - doesn't look like I'm taking the highway. The back roads it is...maybe this is even less safe, no one is on the roads and those that are with me on these back roads will be coming the other direction, no room for error. I don't even think twice; this is going to get interesting.
Sometime further down the road I find myself - alone - on this black iced road; me and my thoughts, my fears, my aspirations, my life...my heart starts racing - I slide, I see the gleam of reflection of the frozen water over the black tar of the road, the lights went out all around me, a power transformer must have blown, it's dark, no one's behind me - nor in front. I can't see the road signs until I pass them. I can't stop suddenly or else I'll slide into a ditch, into a guard rail, into a pole...I have to wait till the next road...I'm getting lost on a road I thought I knew....
I think of Death. Maybe when I finally meet him he'll "high-five" me because I tested my mortality more than the next guy, or maybe he'll say "You came to me too early, stupid." Whatever it is...my time will be my time.
I don't know where I'm at, my GPS isn't working, it's too overcast outside. All the little towns are dark, the roads are black, my windshield is icing over, my heat is on full, my eyes are tired...it's midnight - I don't know where I'm at.
A car passes me - FREAKING IDIOT.
A car is going a little too fast the opposite direction on a curve. I parked my car thinking I was about to go save some other idiot that flew off . Didn't happen. Time to move on.
I see a sign - Petronila. I know where I'm at. Kinda, I point my car in a direction, I go. To get to where I need to though, I have to take this road - I can already tell my nerves are starting to peak. I'm snailing it on this one, I go off road - fun. I'm back on, no 180's yet, I'm almost there. This road is the darkest, and the iciest. There's two cars coming in the opposite direction, I'm not the only one out here. I let them have the road, I sit still. Maybe they'll lose control and plow into me, I can't control that. I sit here and wait. Seconds later, I'm still here intact. I move on. I make it to Robstown. I'm almost home free. I loosen up a little on the wheel. 10 minutes later I'm pulling into my driveway. I breath. I'm awake. I'm alive. I sit here for a while. I breath.
They say you are who you hang around with...
Late that night I was by myself...
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