I went out to lunch to get a new comforter set and on the way back, about a half mile from work, I got rear ended.  The impact was pretty hard and I was pushed forward a couple of feet.  It turned out to be 3 cars, a Ford F150 hit a Grand Marquis which hit my car.  My co-worker was with me and we both had headaches immediately after.  I texted Brian and he showed up within a few minutes with cold water bottles for us.  He then kept us company until just after the rescue truck left and the police got there. 

Amazingly enough the damage to my car is pretty small.  I am still shocked at how little damage for that kind of impact.  My head is hurting a ton but it's probably from the car jerking forward.

All I can think of is, It's hard to let go when Brian is always there for me.  I probably should not have texted him that I was in an accident but he is who I think of.  I have to change the way I think, it comforted me a lot that he was there.  The person that was in the middle car, was by herself and she seemed very sad.  A part of me wanted to go over and talk to her.  The Ford had a 25 year old girl in it and she was crying, I could tell she felt horrible.  She was pretty and 2 guys showed up and hung out with her the entire time.

Ok, I'm rambling, sorry.  I'm struggling with my decision today.  I really don't want to be at work.