When I'm tired or stressed I often have these words flow into my head. It's me saying it, but I'm talking about me. I'm saying it in a way that infers I'm in big trouble. I've never been in that kind of trouble before. I've been in two car accidents (as a passenger) and come out of each unhurt. I've nearly been hit by a car (as a pedestrian) countless times, but they always missed. I'm sure there are countless other ways I've nearly come to grief and didn't even notice. I'm often left baffled, as a bystander, by the way my brain has the nasty habit of continually reminding me that everything could be so much worse.
And the annoying thing is I'm fine. Stupid head...
Walken jam tomorrow. First in a while...