certainthings

i've thought about this. i don't want to die this way, because it's become a fear, however irrational, now that i've thought about it so much, but like. i thought that i would be in traffic on my way to work, stuck under the overpass with nowhere to go because i had to stop for coffee and thus am late. and a plane carrying no passengers will crash into the overpass and i'll be crushed to death. at least i'll have a Honda coffin.