Yesterday afternoon while I was out on some errands, I made a impromptu decision to drive on over to the "intersection of doom".
Earlier this week I mentioned that I have not been back there since the accident...
Tomorrow is the one-month mark... and in that time paradox... it seems like it happened both just yesterday and eons ago...
A week or so ago, my first venture even approaching the area made me nervous... so, without giving it a lot of thought, I figured to take the plunge or at least take some baby steps on the road to mental recovery.
It was far easier than I imagined... granted I didn't follow the exact course... I made a right turn thru the intersection (not the ill-fated left turn)... but I had a little help.
When I approached the intersection, there was a grey MINI Cooper waiting to make a turn at the intersection.
Call me cuckoo, but I viewed this as a sign from the cosmos... it is fairly rare that I see another Cooper when I am out and about... so, while I know it is mere coincidence, it is just a little spooky that I would see one on this unplanned and very first visit back to intersection to face my demons.
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