Death & Disconnection.

I saw someone die the other day.

As I pulled up to the robot, which was amber, some guy came flying past in a green Nissan Almera and the first thought that came to mind was who in their right mind buys an Almera. Wanker.

Normally I would have skipped the robot. I stopped.

In the afternoon gloom, I saw two cars lying literally in the middle of the road. A bakkie and the above mentioned Almera smoking and crumpled. The accident had just happened and I remember looking at the bodies of the two guys from the bakkie and at the angle they were lying nevertheless I checked anyway while calling for ambulance.

No one survived.

It got me thinking. A few seconds and three people had died. It could have been me. I make plans, have ambitions and worry continuously but the truth is life is fragile. In a moment it can be over. Maybe what really is important is right before us and it is important because in a few seconds it can be taken away. Appreciate.

Recently I've had this feeling of disconnection and it's freaking me out due to it's persistence.

It feels like I'm in a room far away and looking out the window is the view through my eyes. As if I'm not really here and merely a spectator as I try to rebuild, this juggling act isn't working, everything seems to be falling to pieces but then again, is perception reality?