You know, you and me, we're funny. In a car crash sort of way.

I passed an atrocious multi-vehicle accident on the Interstate yesterday. I counted at least 7 vehicles. Some smashed beyond make/model recognition. Some still smoldering. The pavement was a familiar shade of dark red in some places. I couldn't help but keep looking.

Then I saw him.
Through the trees.
Just watching the mess.

The same thing I was doing.

I wonder what he felt when he saw the white sheets.
I wonder if it was more than what I was feeling.
It wouldn't take much.
I wonder this was his doing.


I wonder what his count is.

He probably has a few more years in than I do.

Mind wandering.

Until Next Time.
me.