In one of my articles written to the hive learners community about my proudest achievement, I wrote a sentence about my greatest achievement which was being alive. You don't know the value of the breath you are using until one experience's this incident but I don't think anyone would experience this to know the worth of this beautiful life we hold... priceless ...
I'm not afraid of death! ... just so you know ... but my life won't waste on irrelevant things!!...
Sometimes being spiritually inclined matters a lot and also what would help too is when you know yourself, more like being sensitive and observant to every detail and move your body makes.
I made a mistake but I was sure it was to prove my high sensitivity level wasn't playing pranks on me and next time, I would rather choose to stay put than execute that decision because of the rush.
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I'm a student and I won't say I was working full time.
I am always on the go every morning for lectures and marking attendance. No one would want to miss this attendance sheet because there's a mark always allocated to every lecture taught by a lecturer, this way students would be more serious nevertheless it wasn't the reason I leave my comfortable bed every morning for school.
I love sitting in the front rows where I could get the whole teachings going on because some lecturers don't care at all. They would go on with the teaching disregarding the complaints of students not hearing his explanations.
Every day was like that, so to always maintain that position in the front, I leave home early every morning.
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We just finished our second-semester examinations and I was excited we were going on holiday soon. It was around April, “Easter Season”.
I had a delivery to do because a customer ordered a Louis Vuitton Slide... the order was made during the day I wanted to leave for home first before delivering which might likely happen the next day.
I was feeling great, very bright and happy but after I had my bath I started feeling weird, I couldn't pinpoint the exact way I was feeling.
During that moment, I just sat down and started operating my phone, replying to messages, and so forth. I was trying to meditate deeply to understand that weird feeling, then I understood what was going on. It was more like I was emptying gradually, losing my strength and excitement, everything was just fading away. In a blink, it was like I was choosing between life and death (that's the feeling I was describing).
I couldn't say what was wrong, I prayed a little and kinda talked to God that I am just going home, that he should divert every negativity and bring positivity because my mind was made up to go home.
Then I set out for my journey with my bags. It is almost a three hours trip, so I boarded a bus instead of using a bike. I got halfway there and there was huge traffic. I almost cried because with the way I have estimated my time I am sure that the delivery would still happen that day...The owner of the slide called me and asked me if I was bringing it that day and I said it was on the probability of the traffic.
Time wasn't on my side after the long waiting time of traffic, I already shifted the delivery to the next day but my major concern was to get home early and clean up. I'm not the dirty type of person and am not comfortable sleeping when there's dirt everywhere...I would rather not be there even if I want to skip the cleaning.
I was just already in my area but I still need to get past the traffic on that side because it's a major road leading to the big main market. I took a bike after much negotiation with the rider and I hopped in. After a few blocks, that was when the accident happened, I wondered how and when! It was like a flash! So unexpected!.. The tiny incident was a big accident! The bike and the tricycle collided together and boom💥.
I was on the floor, I flew from the bike with my head almost crashing on the rough road compiled with my bags and the ordered item scattered on the road. The tricycle rider ran off speeding. My bike rider has a few bruises and scratches but mine was the worst.
I looked at my leg and it was bleeding heavily, my slip-on was soaked with my blood. A few people helped me pick up my items and put them together. Most people were staring at me pitifully. I hate that! ... I would have loved to show you guys but I don't want to make you feel awkward and it's also bloody, so it would remain mostly writings ...
After a few inquiries about a pharmacy shop, my bike rider took it upon himself to take me there because it happened under his watch. I had to call my family!.. excluding my mom lol... It was when it dawned on me that it was that weird feeling I had in the early hours of the day...I shouted I made a mistake!..the nurse attending to the cleaning of the injury was shocked. I tell her to continue with her job ... I was beating myself up but what's the use then??..
I had to still use a bike to go home although I gave the rider instructions to drive carefully. I got home and still did little cleanup precisely where I would lay my head. I was offered assistance from my neighbors to help clean but I declined ... I like doing my things myself no matter what!... I'm not claiming to be the strongest of all lol but I rather do my cleaning than talk to someone constantly that he or she shouldn't touch that side or use this and so forth!
This taught me a lesson that I need to adhere to the signs, hints, and feelings that my inner man is telling me to abstain from.
