without sharp edges
all of a sudden, a huge bang like a gunshot. and the passenger side window shattered.
a negative fluke of circumstances: a man using a weedeater. a large rock flung up. and me, driving by at that exact moment.
thankful for tempered glass. during the tempering process, a significant amount of energy is produced.
when this safety glass breaks, the energy is released. and the window shatters into small pebble-like pieces.
without sharp edges.
shielding the rider from flying glass.
an interesting analogy. rumblings lately as if something were about to burst.
nothing major. an aggregate of annoyances. everyday trials. feeling misunderstood. subtle hints that change is imminent.
a lesson, after releasing the energy, in tempering my emotions. good, bad.
without sharp edges.
protecting me from far-reaching consequences.
ever have a life message hit you squarely in the face? (hopefully the edges were not too sharp.) share it with me in the commments. [maxbutton id="1"]