sometimes, out of nowhere, youre ambushed by an 18 wheeler and inundated by shock. not the shock that leaves you scared shitless, but the one that makes you wanna laugh for a little bit because of how absurd it is and how completely and utterly unexpected it came. and laugh because you have no idea what else to do. then the sun comes up, another day starts, and you continue on with your routine. but a part of you, a big part of you is stuck, thinking, wondering, asking what the fuck happened and where to from here?