it could be me

"if this is the life then why does it feel so good to die today?"
grow up and blow away - metric 

one night last week i was riding home from work when i wondered how i would feel if i had an accident and died right there.

what a fucking shitty way to spend my last day alive, i thought. literally nothing good happened that day and i was going to die even before i reached home?

i ended up singing my favourite songs to myself so that i would at least be doing something nice at my point of death.

yesterday the newspapers said that a national sprinter was riding on that same road on which i travel to work everyday when he crashed his bike and died.

i hope he had a good day before that.