I was driving home last night, and marginally by mere centimeters missed running over a drunken man who was walking in the middle of an ill lit street. Just a few centimeters between life and death...hardly a comfortable margin of error. It left me rattled, and pondering my own mortality...how fragile a thing it truly is and how nobody is guaranteed the next hour or day.
In the time I have already been given, so much has been wasted...on frivolous pursuits...on inefficiencies and things that really do not matter...
It's so easy to fall back on old habits, the path of least resistance in the humdrum of life.... to be chasing the things that one is told is worthy, to lose focus...to live but be asleep....And then moments like last night, jolts one awake....to the stark reality.
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