For the record, I was in a car accident Tuesday morning (2/20) in which my car was totaled. It was pretty scary. I was lucky to only have a broken ankle, a sprained wrist and some lacerations. I'm still having some sensory flashbacks, mostly the smell of the airbag deploying - burnt rubber, hot canvass, smoke, some other smell I can't quite recognize. The scariest thing about it is that I was unable to pull myself together enough to get out of the car. I just sat there and kept telling myself I needed to get out of the car, but needed some other guy's help to get out.
And on top of it all, I was on my way to jury duty when I got in the accident. I can't believe it. I have been waiting to be called for jury duty for ten years at least. The time I get called, I get in an accident and can't make it. Even Jennifer, the nurse in the ER, was incredulous. Why does everyone want to get out of it so badly? I really feel that I want to be a part of the judicial system and peer justice by serving on a jury. Is that so weird. Stephanie says that I need patriotic music in the background, but I really feel that way...
I've been trying to decide if I want to keep this blog for myself or if I want to open it to the public. Right now, no one knows that I have been keeping it. I started it on a whim, but I think I will keep going as is for now. Maybe it will be good to have a place for my own private rantings...
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