My Pathetic Universe

While taking the Pagbilao Highway this morning, a maroon car suddenly appeared on my left hitting my motorcycle. I lost control and hit the gravel road, slid and everything.

I tried to get the car’s plate number, but my vision suddenly blocked by the cloud of dust I created.

I lied still and waited for about a minute, feeling every inch of my body.

I stood up and blood drifted off my left hand profusely. Then excruciating pain started their job.

Deep cuts and bruises on my left pinkie and ring finger, large cuts on my left knee and left shoulder. And several small bruises all over my body.



I’ve been feeling terribly depressed days ago and ironically these pain seems to remind me that I’m still alive.