Excuse me, I’m
just trying to get my life lived between
epochs of
epic destruction. Fortunately for me, I have
somehow sandwiched
my existence in between two
crusty
slices of species extinguishing events.
I barely
missed those Hiroshima and Nagasaki things. Just
Two years
and 6,500 miles of separation between me and
being blasted
into oblivion. (As I see it, those atomizing in-
fernos were
far too close for comfort.)
And I
consider myself lucky indeed to have been elsewhere
during tsunami-swept
destruction and volcanic eruption.
Unwittingly,
I have managed to dodge those destructive tor-
nadic
pathways which plow annually through the Midwest.
I’m just a regular
guy trying to get through my life before some-
thing disturbingly
dark and sinister engulfs and eradicates the
heartland of
my existence. From a personal perspective, I have
managed to
evade Armageddon all my life.
Historically
speaking, however (and even Vegas odds-makers
would agree),
my chances of survival have dwindled to less than
a
fifty-fifty split. And my forecast for bright and sunny days re-
maining here
on Planet Earth are at best dwindling in number.
Somehow I
have managed to make it to the gray stages of old
age with my two
dogs in toe and wobbly ways. I have survived
thus far
through traffic’s flow of annihilation which I have faced.
Shh, do you
hear that roar?
Methinks the
asteroid of inevitable change is approaching.
Chris
Hanch11-5-15
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