Lost Time. You should wiki it. Takes you to the page on Proust’s masterpiece. No, I’ve never read it… When I think of lost time it isn’t Proust that comes to mind either. What comes to mind are all the moments I know I had but cannot recall. The bulk of my life. Looking back over your life. How many details do you recall? If you had to narrate your life to someone… How long would it take you to do so? Stretch it out, bring up all the details. Could you fill an entire day?
When was it…? Corey came up a few weeks ago… We went to Tahoe and Reno. I hadn’t seen Corey in over 4 years, I think. For a best friend I haven’t kept in touch with him the way I suppose I should have. We had a good time. The thing that reall stands out though is the near death experience we both had on the way back to Davis. We were coming down the 80 west bound outside of Sacramento proper when the rear left tire of my truck exploded. This was a first for me and as I’ve never driven without a tire, not to mention the sparks and smoke that accompany its lack. We bagan to weave… Across four lanes of traffic and almost into the median, Despite my terror I was able to head Corey’s yells not to get into the median, stuck and possiblly flip the truck (Corey’s main thought the entire time (all 10 seconds of it)) so i swerve away from the median, and my car enters a spin.. 360 degrees later my truck has stopped and straddles the 2nd and 3rd lane of the freeway. Somehow no one had hit us. Corey and I look at each other and begin laughing. Hysterically. I slowly edge the car off the side of the road and we fix the tire. Again, laughing the entire time.
No one bothered to pull over, slow down, etc… to see if we were alright. Despite there being smoke surrounding my truck and chunks of burning rubber sitting in the highway. What lovely people… Oh and just so you know. My life didn’t flash before my eyes. There wasn’t time… That and my mind was full of trying to figure out how to keep my truck straight and right-side up
Since you won’t believe me if I don’t have proof… here it is. Pictures. Good thing Corey had his camera with him!
