I dont know why I remembered this. Happened like 15 years ago. Another time in my life, when I had my very first walk away (girlfriend) experience. We had lived together for over 4 years so it was pretty tramatic to me at the time.
This was like 4 days after she left. I was driving around out in the country. I was a mess. Crying, angry, driving way to fast. Got to an intersection, the other way had a stop sign I didnt. A car slows up to cross but never stops and keeps rolling. It does not register to me until too late, "THEY ARE NOT GONNA STOP" I slammed on the brakes and swerved. I go around the back of there car and I am guessing I missed them by about 2 inches. I dont think the lady in the other car even realized what happened.
I pulled over about 1/2 mile up the road, heart all pounding. And I started laughing, I laughed hystarically for about 5 minutes. It was at that moment I realized that it was good to be alive. No matter what happens, it is good to be alive. Remembering that event in my life has always been a good reminder to me when I start feeling too sorry for myself.
