Maybe I am the trigger

Published July 24, 2006

Every time I get in my car, I have to pull over for an emergency service vehicle. There’s always something happening. Every day, for the last seven days, I have heard the sirens and moved out of the way. I’m beginning to hear them in my head and check my mirrors when there isn’t anything there!

Is the summer a more dangerous time for people or has this just been a bad week?

I’m beginning to think it’s something to do with me, and that me driving is triggering bad things to happen! It can be the only explanation.

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