Transport Time

It was a sad day in our house. My brother who worked for skip bin hire had been involved in a crash. Apparently he had been driving at a safe speed and from out of nowhere a drunk driver smashed into the side of his vehicle.We were just about to go to the hospital. I was waiting outside. I often sat on the step to contemplate things. I could have done without this that is for sure. I just hoped he was ok. I felt as worse as I'd ever felt.

My brother drove safe. He never broke any speed limits, he never got involved in road rage. It felt like some kind of crash in my head. Everything was hitting me all at once.My parents tried to be calm about it but I knew this had his them hard. I guess that's a silly thing to say. When it happens, you think about what you could have done. Emotionally it's like being in the crash because of how it disorientates you.I started to realize it changed my views on driving.

You see you can drive safe and do the right things but we're so reliant on other people. It made me appreciate walking more. It used to seem a hassle before but walking was clearly safer then driving.As I waited I said to myself that I would never get a car. Of course it might be me over reacting. It might be something I change my mind about as time goes by. However what bothered me most was how it takes something like this to get me thinking about my life.Not just my life, but all of our lives. We risk our lives everyday on so many things and in so many ways and how many of us really appreciate this?

We decided to walk to the hospital. It was only ten minutes walk and the idea of driving or taking a cab, seemed at the time grotesque. When we got there, we found his ward and thankfully he was sitting up in bed.I think that was the moment the fear subsided somewhat. I think sometimes our imagination is ready willing and able to transport us towards our darkest fears at any given opportunity.Thankfully he was ok