mortality

friend of mine passed away and the 7th day is today. which also happens to be my birthday.

and today, as i rush back to my office after spending some time with my saddened friends, i had a brush with mortality as well. it was raining, i was at peninsular plaza, crossing the road on the zebra crossing to get to the other building. the dumb car was stationary, but somehow, just somehow -

the MAN driver lost his grip on the brake or something and the car rushed forward at me. fortunately (praise The Lord!) the brakes were applied in time before any real damage was done -

i've never sworn so much in two sms-es. not that i swear a great deal, but to have me spew three swearwords in one message... well, i must've been shaken. and it won't be my own fault. i hate it when it's not my fault. because then it isn't of my doing, and probably therefore not my choice.

fuck.