Bigger /// Smaller

Our life is composed of things getting bigger and smaller. Both Physically, and psychologically.

You're cruising down the road with the violet ribbons sunset streaking across the horizon. A car appears a half a mile down the road, and slowly creeps into your sight, getting larger by the second. The front tire blows out of that car, and they begin to swerve. Panic slaps you on the back of the neck with a cold, sweaty hand.

Within seconds, the car that was just before only a black ant on the sunset is now tearing into the front of your car with no remorse, no pity. You struggle to grasp your thumb around the 9 key on your phone before the ocean of blackout surrounds you.

When you wake up, you're in a bed. There are tubes taped to your arms and chest, and you are angry. You are angry, or what you think is angry, you can not really grasp what's going on. You jerk awake to find what used to be your dashboard wrapped around you. Your legs will not move, no matter how much you try. And you try, you try the hardest you've ever tried. Red and white lights surround your vision, and unintelligible yells are heard outside.

Why does everything seem so distant? Why do your hands not want to cooperate? Why can you see out of the left side of your face?

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In the next proceeding days, your funeral is not unlike any other that's ever been had. There are tears, there is blame, and there is regret. You, my friend, are getting smaller now.

You will never quite go away, but you will drift down the road.But your loved ones will always see you, because the world is flat.

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It is impossible to predict what tomorrow will hold. Do not wait for it, and do not travel down a road that's already been built. If you build your own road, one that you travel alone, you're much less likely to get in a car crash.