Sometimes when I am alone, walking through the city and I arrive at a cross walk, I imagine what my body would sound like if a car came speeding through the intersection and collided with me. Would it crunch? Would it squish? Would I be unable to hear anything because I’d die on impact?
I’m not suicidal; I don’t know why I think like that. I know that if anyone reads this they will probably be a little disturbed…but well that’s what a blog is for right? Confessions?