Do you think that you're the only one that knows the constant anxiety of being hunted down? Everyday I have to be on my toes to escape death... death that looms above my head and lurks around every corner. I have no doubt that one day I will be caught of guard--crossing the street without looking, driving frantically while late to work, not paying attention after being up late the night before, not enough time to jump start my focus with coffee, being hit by a car while explaining to a person at work that I'm already on my way, scanning the radio station and accidentally veering into oncoming traffic... Millions of possibilities for my demise and I can only choose few that further my life.