Today, on the way to work, a woman pulled out in front of me. She had a stop sign, and I think she must have thought it was a four way stop. It was not. That's the only explanation that I can think of because she pulled out directly in front of me. I slammed on the brakes and swung wide, going completely off the road but stopping before I went into the ditch. Traffic stopped all around us, and the people in the parking lot of a local produce store stood gaping. The woman and I exchanged terrified gazes for a moment, and then she drove on. I'm telling you, I was so scared, I had to sit there a minute, with my face in my hands to regain my composure. I think that someone from the produce store was headed to me, but I was so shaken that I was afraid that I'd burst into tears if someone tried to be kind, so I smiled at them and continued on my way. When I got to work and got out of the car, I was surprised to find that my legs were shaking and my hands trembled violently as I pumped gas.
As I walked into work, I thought the thought that I have thought repeatedly in the last couple years: "Cripes. Life can change in an instant, can't it?"