Jun 12, 2008 03:22
Well, my car is totalled. I'm not sure if that's official or not, I still haven't heard from the insurance people. But yeah, it's pretty much toast.
I fell asleep at the wheel again. I didn't even realize I was drifting until I actually hit the parked car. If I had going any faster, I probably would have accordioned one or the other.
But this could have gone so much worse. I could have hit a car with people in it. I could have hit a person. I could have drifted left and had a head-on collision. I could have taken the other way home and had this happen on Rt. 1. I could have forgotten my seatbelt and, well...
I'm pretty lucky to be alive. The worst I have right now (beyond the wrecked car) is what feels like a bruised clavicle.
And of course, this all happens the day Carolyn and I are supposed to sign for and pick up the key to our new apartment. We still have the apartment, and I'm going to need to figure out a way to get to work. For now, I'll mooch what rides I can, but I'm going to bust my butt looking for a job I can walk/bike to. And I'm pretty sure there's a T bus that goes down Cabot or Rantoul, so I could go that way.
"Even though I'm awake this feels like a dream."
--In Bruges