So I am not really one to write blogs but I thought I would share this.

This past Friday evening I was traveling to Boston around 8:30 pm. I had just pulled onto the highway and was settling into my normal 80mph pace in an attempt to not piss off my friend, Dan for being late to a party...Anyway, I am traveling northbound on rt. 495 in the middle lane. I start to approach an 18-wheel monstrosity and immediately put my blinker on and get into the passing lane. Assuming I am like most people, I hate driving behind, next to, or anywhere near huge trucks...they just freak me out.

I pull up along side of the truck and look up to his window (habitual act of staring down anyone I am passing). All appears normal. As I am pulling back into the center lane of the high way in front of the truck I glanced into my rear view mirror to make sure everything is cool and that I had enough room to get over. What I saw next baffled me. It appeared the truck was darting across the left lane and onto the median. That is impossible I thought. My mind was playing tricks on me! I rationalized that the image I just witnessed was a backward image based on the reflection. I told myself that he just took the exit on the right really quickly. Well no sooner had I convinced myself of this, I passed this exit on the right.

I looked over to the other side of the highway and all I saw was break lights. So I just assumed that he needed to make an emergecy stop onto the median...or maybe he had fallen asleep (like my friend mike did) and was going to wake up horrified by his current position and straighten himself out, stop at the next exit and pound a coffee...

Well, this did not happen. I found out the next morning that two people had been killed in a car wreck on rt 495 south around 8:30 pm the night before. Apparently the driver suffered from a heart attack and lost control of his truck, crossed the median and struck a car head on. Both of the men involved in the crash died.

I have never really believed in fate, mirracles, guardian angels etc...This, however, was enough for me to contemplate their existence. A matter of seconds was the difference between my little yellow car being crushed and me not writing this blog with the poor man dying in the honda civic that was struck head on by a massive 18 wheel truck.

Apparently it was not my time...apparently I am still supposed to be here...just makes you wonder and think...at least enough to change my headline from "everything is meaningless" to "nothing is meaningless.." 

I will never forget this.