tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185380487791238749.post6496220625128008768..comments2024-03-06T05:40:22.737-04:00Comments on Looking for the wild: Changing lanesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7185380487791238749.post-25325374724316459872010-09-10T19:07:26.574-04:002010-09-10T19:07:26.574-04:00It is real and not just conjured up after the fact...It is real and not just conjured up after the fact. I have a very clear memory of a situation like that, where it seemed we were going to have a head on accident, at top highway speeds. I was not driving. I was about 25 years old. <br /> <br />I thought, very focused, that I didn't want to die yet. That I had so much more to do. But it was not a panicked thought. Just facing death directly. And funny enough, I did think about the Trinidad concept, of dying 'stupid', which I had just encountered a short time before this incident.denaruttenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07578749797205044845noreply@blogger.com