There is an almost too-still stillness

And I know it cannot last

It’s like when you see another driver

Who is seconds from colliding with you

But there is nothing you can do to stop it

And everything slows down

For a few too-long moments

Then CRASH

If you take my life and look at it from May to August, then speed it up, it will look like that. It’s almost like I’m experiencing bullet time, but on the long-term scale of life.