Of Feasts and Famine


Graditute Day 3

Grateful to be alive. Cliche, I know. But I had a odd, surreal brush with death this morning. Riding my motorcycle to work, I always hit the car pool lanes. Traffic in the other two lanes is far too slow. Buzzing down the freeway this morning, a SUV decided to start to drift into my lane. I started moving left onto the shoulder to avoid him.

I wish I could have had a total hollywood suspense moment to share. Skidding bike, horns blaring, crazy music. Instead it was more like a dance. As the SUV driver slowly moved into my lane, I slowly eased over into the shoulder. Until I passed him on said shoulder. A faster lane change on his part could've killed me.

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