Intuition’s little warning bell

Something told me to stop at the exit — for gas, for breakfast, for a bathroom break. It was a really insistent, though quiet, voice that I ignored.

Within one minute, a deer leaped in front of my car — rather, onto the windshield, its eye looking horrified as its body smashed the window then hurtled down the left side of my car, crumpling it. Dead on impact, I’m sure.

My car, too.

As I made my way slowly to the exit, I thought, “Why didn’t I listen to that nudge? Whenever I ignore my intuition, something happens.”

It’s a question I hope never to have to ask myself again.


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