decisions

I am tired of making decisions.  Over the past week I decided to come back to a job that I was almost sure I had left behind.  Good decision.  Then I decided not to go see Phish up at the Gorge after all.  Bad decision.  While at work on Thursday, I decided to go out for lunch.  Another bad decision.  Then a man on a motorcycle decided to crash into me.  Really terrible decision.  I didn't decide that, he did.  Now insurance companies and the police are going to decide if the accident was my fault or his.  Is it just me, or is that a bit ridiculous?  We are two human beings operating these big, deadly metal machines, and we happened to collide.  At the scene of the accident, the police officer that wrote out the report said something to me that I keep thinking about.  He said, "You know, it's just an accident.  He probably could've done some things better, you probably could've done some things better."  And I know, the important thing is that I'm okay and I think the motorcyclist is okay as well.  I still don't even know his name.  That's all in the the police report.

That being said, this is my fucking blog and can I just say, this shit blows!!!  How's that for a philosophical assessment of the situation?