I had a minor car accident this morning, no one was hurt. An elderly man hit me in a store parking lot. He really did not want me to file a police report. When he hit me I started cursing in my car, but once I got out of the car, I was amazed that I was calm. Thank god I was calm. I was afraid I was in the midst of switching, especially with the cursing because it isn’t like me to curse.
Police came and made him fork over all the relevant information for me. I started to drive away, and he almost hit me again! Then I found myself floaty while driving. I quickly pulled into a diner, and stayed there even after I finished eating because I felt like I was in a fog.
I walked out to my car, and that felt like a Herculean effort. I started feeling myself float away in the car, so I just sat there. Two hours passed before I deemed it safe to drive. Excruciating. Then I drove to a bookstore. Thankfully, only a few blocks from the diner, and stayed in my car another 45 minutes. Finally, I made it inside the bookstore. Geesh! So productive today, arent we?
Now I’m just sitting here in a mini fog, but still a fog. I had a crying spell in the car, and now I’m calmer. Is the whole weekend going to be like this? Oy! I really hope not. Please, universe, Gods, whomever, help me find a calm mind again.