Day Sixteen

Day Sixteen:

I've always been fairly vocal about the fact that I've never hit an animal while driving. Some wear it as a badge, but it terrifies me. Well, it might've been karma or something akin to it, but I almost created roadkill for the first time early this morning. It was around 1 AM near UCF and we were in the process of returning from the Regal theater. Though we were all feeling heady and surreal from the Sufjan and film-induced existential crises, I know I was at least generally aware of my surroundings. Luckily for that armadillo that came scurrying in front of my Echo, anyway. I just barely missed hitting it, but, man, was I proud when it finally hopped the curb to safety. Crisis averted.