Hit.

Have you ever had that feeling in the pit of your stomach.
The feeling that something is about to happen, something that will throw your whole world off balance, but you're incapable of stopping it.
You feel like a bus is headed straight for you, but your feet aren't getting the message to move the hell back.
And then...
BAM
You're hit.
I'm hit.
Why couldn't I do anything about it?
I wanted to change the outcome.
My heart and head were screaming, but my mouth wasn't opening to get that one little phrase out.
And then bam.
I'm too late.

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