Those bright lights don't mean the end of the tunnel is near.

I have this tendency, when I'm dazed and chilling in the backseat of a car, to watch the oncoming traffic. Something about it is soothing to some degree. Weird, I know. But apparantly a very useful thing.

So last night.

sandpanther, kazuhiku04, and I were on our way to drop kazuhiku04 at his hotel after dinner. Right before, sandpanther went "Oh LOOK!" at something and he turned his head while I kept looking at the oncoming traffic and wondering why that one car was not slowing down. sandpanther moved to make the left turn, going about 8 mph, when I yelled "STOP!" and "WATCH OUT!!!". She looks up and slams the brakes and we were about 3 inches from getting smashed by the Car That Did Not Notice The Same Red Light Everyone Else Did And Kept Going At 45 mph.

I love my angels. Sometimes, I feel the strangest impulses to watch out for things and they save my life. I didn't give into the urge to sink into food coma and close my eyes but I don't think I even blinked during those 5 seconds.

I was shaking. Even if I didn't drive. But hey, I guess I win for backseat co-driver!

And I think that near accident signaled other bad things like my dear old friend Insomnia coming back to visit and my system doing a HUGE HARDWARE FAILURE when I walked into work this morning. Oh. And my pager needs a new battery, apparantly.

This day is gearing up to be a beautiful one. *eyes rolling dark clouds in the sky*

I want to be your sweetheart...

I'm in need of some lovin'.


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