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Kraken
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It was a rainy Monday night. Just before one of the major hurricanes we had this summer. I was driving a little too fast this night. Mainly because I was hyped up on caffeine because I have sleep apnea. And it didn't help that I could barely see what was in front of me causing me to be overly OCD about my driving. I was about 5 minutes away from my apartment and decided to floor it on the last left turn on the way there. Just so I could make it back a little early. Boy was that a mistake. My car hydro planes, then is on a fast path to the telephone pole nearby. I narrowly missed it and instead hits the curb taking off my front bumper and land onto the grass. I thought I was gonna die right there. I jump out of my car to check the damage, nothing other than the bumper missing and a flat tire. Thank god. I get so pissed off that I attempt to break the window my car with my foot but instead hit the door and fracture my foot. Then I limp over to my front bumper. I throw the damn thing as fast as I could in anger. Then I jump back in my car just to think for a moment. And I realize something, at this point - I am sitting in my beat up car having almost died with a broken foot in the middle of a damn near hurricane. And I have this gore ripping head ache to top things off. Why THE FUCK would I or should i be caring about women right now????? WHY? And at that point on ive learned just how stupid chasing or caring about women is. How stupid it is to care about what they think. Because that night I learned life is short. You don't know when its gonna end. And you can't reduce yourself to center your entire existence around what somebody else thinks about you.
