Me needing a place to vent my thoughts. I didn’t have a person that I felt comfortable telling things too, so I sort of use writing to get things off my mind.
Could Have Been Me.
It was just a normal day, where I was driving to nowhere. Didn’t want to be late, but I had no intentions on hurrying. I encountered the typical traffic jam, but some people were witty enough to switch over into the faster lane and race to beat the red light. I was in the line to attempt, but someone was a bit faster than me that day. I watched as the traffic light turned from yellow quickly to red, before the driver of the silver Honda Accord could get through, the light ultimately claiming victory of the proverbial race. As the car illegally crossed the intersection, it was violently struck by oncoming traffic, killing the lone occupant of the car. This forced the thought to my mind, “wow…could have been me.”
I continued to my destination, arriving at a park, the name of which currently eludes my memory. There I headed to the basketball court to find it was occupied and had people waiting in line to occupy it next. I decided not to test this line in order to avoid some huge calamity from transpiring. I headed back to my car, choosing to cut my losses and try again another day. As I headed back to the car, I noticed a female that I was once madly in love with sitting underneath a tree, alone. I thought about heading over to catch up, possibly to rekindle an old flame. As I started to walk toward her, smiling about the prospects of the conversation we would have, a man and a child went to sit with her before I could reach her. I stopped in my tracks as I watched the child run to sit on his mother’s lap and I watched the gentleman give his lady a kiss on the lips before sitting down to join her. She had a family…and I thought, “This could have been me.”
After this encounter, I quickly headed home, encountering no traffic. It struck me as odd when I saw that it was night as I reached in my pocket for the keys to open the door. Tired from the eventful day that I had, I got on my knees and prayed to God for the strength to handle whatever I would be subjected to in the future. Then I got in my bed and had the wildest dreams that those people were in fact me.
Penny Lockhart in the film Seeking a Friend for the End of the World