Before I started traveling the world, I realized I wanted to start by seeing more of the US; who knew when I’d be back once I made it to some of the more exotic places in the world?! I rented a car those first few weeks and made my way up and down in a zigzag pattern across the country.
I went horseback riding in Texas, ate fancy millennial donuts in Oregon, watched the sunset in South Carolina, caught snowflakes on my tongue in Maine, and discovered the beauty of the world in my own backyard.
Sometimes I feel like the world is like one of those masks where one is smiling and the other is frowning (I think it’s called comedy and tragedy in the drama industry, but I could be wrong). Anyway, with all the beauty I found here at home, you would think I would have been prepared for some of the ugly, but I wasn’t.
The day I had to give statements to a lawyer after I witnessed an 18-wheeler accident I almost went back to California to beg for my job back—the accident was so horrific and I didn’t want to be involved in one! I was driving down the highway when this tractor-trailer began weaving in and out of traffic. I know enough to stay as far away from these as possible when something like this happens, so I slowed down and hung back, letting them get as far ahead of me as possible while traveling on the highway.
A black sports car, however, did not, and raced towards the 18-wheeler, seemingly in a rush. Everything happened in slow motion from where I was driving. The truck started to weave again as the sports car traveled closer, in the lane right next to the truck. The next thing I knew, the tractor-trailer basically toppled over onto the sports car. I remember thinking it reminded me of stepping on a bug, which I haven’t done since that day.
It was horrifying. I immediately pulled over and called 911, who apparently had already been inundated with calls regarding the incident. I stuck around to find out what happened at the scene after that, knowing I should give a statement to the police, and then I kept an eye out for any updates on Facebook about the accident.
Turns out the driver of the sports car was a man on his way to close on his first home and the driver of the tractor-trailer had epilepsy and was having an episode when he accidentally turned the truck over. Both succumbed to their injuries, from what I read online.
My eyes teared up when I read that. All the beauty of the world, and I see this on my travels. Maybe I’m not cut out for traveling, I thought. Fortunately, all I needed was some reassurance from my mama and I just resigned myself to the fact that just like the drama mask, there is always good and bad in the world.