I guess I was on auto-pilot. The sky was just beginning to brighten with the first bit of dawn. It’s a Saturday morning, so there’s little traffic and no school busses on the road.
I saw the headlights. I figured the car would be rounding the corner. But the speed was too fast. The driver came into the curve too wide. The lights came right at me and I knew I better step back. The Great Dane and I stepped a few feet onto someone’s lawn as the car continued right towards us.
It was a close call. The driver barely made the turn. The car clipped the lawn before swerving into the center of the road.
Yeah, I shouted, “Hey!” but I doubt he or she heard me. Whoever was no doubt on getting home from an overnight shift at work. Or focused on their phone. Or zoned out. Or whatever.
I’ll bet they weren’t as startled as I was. They may not even have seen me. They aren’t writing about their close car. Just me.
Most people don’t notice what’s going on around them. They are absorbed in their devices, their tasks, or their worries.
It’s a good thing I notice them.
Waite for it... 