You Are [Almost Not] Here!

About five years ago, I was busted up, broken and left on the road for dead. I survived only because a couple guys that know me stopped and called 911. There was no life flashing before my eyes, no tunnel with a light at the end, it was as if nothing existed, not me, not the universe, nothing.

When I finally came to and tried to make sense of it all, I disbelieved I was living, like I was in some afterlife like purgatory. When I finally believed I was actually alive months later, I came out of it all realizing that nothing maters in the least. Nothing I cared about or had a passion for mattered one single bit. Being that close to death is very liberating. There is literally nothing left to fear or be concerned about if you're dead, so life is no big deal anymore.

I can't tell you with any certainty about the generations before me that have had similar close calls in their life, but I bet it was most of them. Fate, luck, divine intervention, maybe they all play a part in my most unlikely existence.