Death
There has been an unnerving number of close encounters with Mr. D in the past few weeks.
You’d think all those mentions of ‘life flashing in front of your eyes’ dramatizations would have some slither of truth in them.
The fact is I never experienced any of those things.
No fear. No regret. Nothing.
I don’t think it’s because I’m a bad-ass or anything.
Contrariwise, I think it’s because I’m such a loser that hasn’t invested anything in this sad life of mine to feel any remorse or sadness or anything at all if I were to one day lose it.
It’s the brain I tell you.
It’s definitely broken…
