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Mack Meets Alabama

by kaylaboyd

Today for the first time I felt my own mortality. Before, I went through life deliberately ignoring death and its couriers absently aware but blind to the dangers of life. Today I realized that life is nothing but a quest to escape death neverending, never ending until that day when everything stops. Before today I never had to evaluate my life in a split second but today I had to remember anything and decide (not like I had a choice) if I was ready or not. Twelve more inches and who knows what I would be saying now.
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Nov 13, 2014
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*Alabama is the name of my car. It got hit by a Mack truck.

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#life#death#memory#accident#car#crash#near-death
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