Intersections have a new found meaning today; a certain temporary awareness that causes the thought process of "dying day." Today that day? I've always been conscientious of crossing the city streets. But the other day, some psycho killer drove around the streets of San Francisco, purposefully trying to wipe people out. People who were crossing intersections and completely unaware that they were about to be targeted by a madman? Yes, life is that quick and red lights don't always mean STOP.
If you are at the right time and the right place...how will the world remember you? What single thing would you change about your life today? What will they say about you?
