In my mind, I’m playing the tragedy over and over. I’m “Lioness Forrester” agonizing over the accident.
Recently, a friend complimented me saying I’m “good with words.” The recent auto accident by a famous golf celebrity prompted me to make some comparisons. (I won’t use the name because I don’t want this message circulated on the “worldwide web” because “Goodle” [sic] trawled my information. Know what I mean?)
I’m not bragging: I’m really very skilled at “climbing the family tree.” (A friend said I should write a book about navigating Ancestry. My reply: “I’m too busy ‘climbing the tree’ to write a ‘how to’ book.”)
Driving too fast? ———— Too many hours staring at a computer screen?
Texting while driving? —- Not focused on what I was doing?
The brakes failed?———“Too many hours” staring at a computer screen?
Time to retire? ————– Time to retire?