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Saturday, May. 10, 2014 @ 9:56 am
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I'm slightly hobbled today, nothing big or major, just the animal lover in my choosing not to step on a goofy cat who thinks nothing is wrong with plopping herself down in front of me in the middle of the hall way where I have no choice but to acknowledge her with attention.

She's just lucky I'm a self proclaimed crazy cat lady (even if I only have one cat, I would have more if she didn't go from sweet to nasty at the mere site of a non human in her space.

Please tell me I'm not the only one who hates this. I don't mean the expression, though I hate that too, but the sentiment it generally refers to.

Not "I only live once so I should I should risk asking this person out, or apply for that job, or any of a thousand other possible good things", it's instead "I only live once so watch me car surf at 90mph down this narrow road, or something else ripped from an outtake of Jackass".

I was young once upon a time, I know I did more than enough really stupid stuff. Chevy would probably be flabbergasted at what one can do with an un modified S-10 Tahoe, when one is really motivated, suffice to say it involves many things listed under V for Very Bad idea.

It's a testament to blind luck that I survived long enough to be a mom and compared to most I wasn't that daring. I'm by no means close to a professional anything risk taker and never was, just young and stupid and lucky.

However, motherhood and an increasing sense of my limits and mortality got me to other side of that border. My son likes to say that I've become over cautious, I just think of it as trying to extend my stay (while still enjoying it, don't get me wrong).

I'm not sure where this is going, but it's been playing in my head for sometime and I've tried to figure out how to excise it.

Back in November a well liked actor who was also a very good example of a human being was killed along with a very good friend, doing something they both loved.

It was an accident for sure, no one was drunk, high, messing on a cell phone or trying to race. They were going too fast for where they were and it was totally preventable.

They were both speed freaks with more than enough professional level skill and knowledge to know what they were doing The car in question had no defects or issues. It was simply a spur of the moment event that had it not ended tragically probably would have been forgotten with time as just another life moment.

I remember a famous quote and I'm seriously paraphrasing here that if speed killed him we shouldn't grieve because he died smiling.

I really don't think so. One look at that wreck and there was no way they were anything but preparing for the inevitable.

The witnesses weren't smiling, they people risking their lives to save them weren't smiling, the family and friends behind trying to cope aren't smiling, strangers who didn't even know them are affected by the tragedy.

No one lives in a vacuum anymore. You may think you are only affecting yourself but you aren't. Your one moments decision can be another person's lifetime of pain.

Obviously we can't sit and contemplate every possible ramification of every choice, but be aware.

We can only control our own actions, but we have to live with other people's choices all our lives.

I don't know if this is even making any sense. I'm at work and trying to write this while I do a dozen other things.


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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.