Crash

As I drove up the road that fateful day, I remember the song the scientist ironically. I spoke with words I cannot remember however I wish I did. Enough to distract me from a true task. I remember the hand cramp preventing me from down shifting into the sharp turn, my mind raced through the fish jumping on the river to the right of me and past memories of that old coach at my parent’s house. The crash seemed so hurtful, so inevitable, and then it happened…….