I'm still in a state of disbelief. Last night, I went up to Irvine to dance at the Atomic Ballroom. I was extremely excited to go and confident that driving wouldn't be a problem. Upon getting there, I danced up a storm and didn't even leave until 2:30am. At that point, I was hungry but I was wide awake. When Kyle asked me if I was sure that I was good to drive home, I had no reason to say "no."
So, I got in my car and began to drive, got on the 405 and looked for the 5... Not realizing that they just merge, I call to confirm I was headed in the right direction and kept driving. Soon after that, I started to shiver and turned the heater on low, pointed away from my face... Bad idea. My eyes suddenly got heavy and I could hardly pay attention to the road.
What is my solution? Should I pull over to the side of the road? No, I didn't want to fall asleep on the side of the road and never wake up. Should I stop somewhere to get some caffeine? I would have if I had seen anything open at 2:30 - 3 in the morning!
So, I tried holding one eye open as I drove, which worked for the most part. Depth perception was shot, but otherwise I was able to drive smoothly. It wasn't until I began to shut my eyes without realizing it that it became a problem. Not realizing they were closed, I opened my eyes suddenly and swerved to miss the median I was about 3 inches from. That woke me up, for the time being.
By the end of the drive, I can honestly say that I don't remember half of it... I know God had His hand on me last night and He was the one to keep me safe. Swerving across lanes and nearly crashing 5 times tells me that I am not going to drive anywhere alone unless I have somewhere to stay the night, so I can drive down in the morning.
I was stupid. God was incredibly merciful. I'm forever grateful!
