Car accidents do happen…

The fog outside this morning is like pea soup.

Driving through this stuff is not impossible but it does mess with my eyes. Or is it because it is a Monday morning and my two cups of coffee haven’t kicked in yet?

I have my second cup of coffee with me on my drive to work. At a stop light I decide to dump the cold brew left in my cup outside my window. The light turns green as I place my cup into the cup holder, slowly I let off the brake, the car moving thanks to gravity and going downhill, but wait there is a drip – save the drip from staining my seat or my pants –  eyes off the road so briefly…


I hit the car in front of me. The sound was horrible. Sparking a memory, from 15 years ago, of the last time I was in a car accident – only then I was the one hit.

Am I sure this is happening? Where am I? How did I get here?

The fog makes the scene surreal.

We move our cars to the side of the road.

He is uninjured. Only frazzled like me.

I apologize profusely, smile even.

Damn, I am such a Seattleite.

It was his first accident.

I walk him through the protocol.

We share information.

I call my insurance company.

It’s over.

Or has it only just begun?








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