Depressing ... warning may increase likelyness to commit suicide in young adults or really anyone sad ... jk but srsly ... its sad.
I watched the fatal crash again and again not believing my eyes. I slowed it down and watched him fly off the track and his body collide with the pole, knowing a life was lost. I turned off my computer feeling like I was being watched. I felt a flood of embarassment and shame wash over me as I watched the screen fade to black. I sat there and stared at the black screen watching my reflection morph back into the fatal last moments of his life and that heart wrenching collission again and again as if on a loop. Every time he hit that pole, I imgained the sickening crunch that must have echoed for miles as time stoped for a single moment, as everyone realized what just happened. I just couldnt come to terms with the simple fact that he died. He didnt seem to be traveling 90mph ... but he was. I have seen idiots fall off of something like a house and live, so how could he be dead? I don't know the answer to that question and never will. The thing that I am dying to know is what was running through his head right before he hit the pole and died. I have been through it with a scooter, except traveling slower and hitting a tree instead of a pole ... and I didn't die ... I only sustained a broken arm and a cut on my hand ... not death.
I wrote this about and in honor of the dead olympian luger, Nodar Kumaritashvili. I tried to make it sound like it was coming from a person that knew him just to try something new, but it ended up morphing back into my usual writing style smile