Often in movies, we see the protagonist,the tragedy-ridden character in it went full unconscious after a car accident, and the car barely wrecked by the impact, just a moderate - not so fatal dent at the door, and the protagonist with a minor injury at the head. The drama, we've all been waiting for it. " Aww he got hit and fainted, hope he's okay" . Not for me. For the mind is not such a fragile thing to be cracked open and rendered obsolete by a juvenile collision. No 'aww' for me, no one's going to ever ask if I'm alright,slap my cheeks, cry for me or shake me out of the limbo. It's just me, upside down in the pouring rain, in the goddamn car. So I grab the keys from the ignition and sigh. Then I step outside, into the drain with the water up to my waist, and in this moment I'm dreaming of chocolate sundae with waffles,strawberries, and my warm cozy bed,snuggling with my ol' blankie and watching Doctor Who. Because that's what I would be doing, instead of getting soaked in this downpour, watching the bottom of my car. I glanced at the zenith with squinted eyes, just to feel the rain on my face, then I struggled across the drain and rest my buns upon the roadside dirt, where the trees shade me from the rain, a space just perfect for lighting a cigarette and to think what the hell just happened.
"Stay clear here sir, this place is a common sight of accidents" so this Indian guy, out of nowhere, came to help."When it's raining this spot is really dangerous. You should've drove slowly". Did I say anything about me driving fast? No I didn't, this guy just Xavier-ed me and told me what the actual shit happened, and he hit the spot. A professional dart player. A maestro of the highway, he knows exactly why the goddamn car flipped, and I didn't even know where did he came from.
"You okay sir?"
"I'm alright, one piece" so I say, howling a long drag of smoke, punctured by the rain and whiff of wet grass.
"You wait here, I'm going to call a tow truck"
"No need, I'll walk from here"
The goddamn car is a total-loss, it's way too wrecked, the roof is leveled, the boot is gaping, and the engine, obliterated. Such miracle it is that I'm still alive, and I'm still making decisions with my life and I've decided, that I'm going to walk back, commute by any means, to my house, have a chocolate sundae strawberry waffle, snuggle in my blanket and watch Doctor Who in the dark. Yes, in the dark. The light would spoil anything, even sex. I wouldn't have enough money to repair that goddamn car and the towing services but I still have my sundae in the fridge back home, which is good, and my wallet in the back pocket that's a little bit sodden, which is still good too considering most people lose their belongings in a car crash like this. I'll just have to go slowly, and eventually, everything will be fine, as long as I'm intact with myself I'm fine.
"You can't do that sir, it's against the law" the Indian said, he didn't even go for shelter under the trees, he just stood there at the other side of the drain, just beside my goddamn car, with both hands gripping his waist like a boss.
"Okay then, call it" I don't even know what goddamn law there is for this kind of event.
Then the guy went into his car, an old blue Datsun with - whatever it is called on top of the hood to get his cell phone. As he turns his back to me I bailed the scene. No bulls shot, just straight up running, no turning back, into the woods just far enough so that the Indian guy couldn't find me. When I've made my decision, it's final. My father would've wanted to stop me but he couldn't.

                I don't want to get lost in the woods though, so I'll just follow the road from the outer part of the roadside, just almost into the woods but not deep enough, because it will be too dark to be safe and pleasurable footing, and soon I'll find some civilization, so from there I can look for buses or taxis and make my way back home. Sorry mister Indian, mister maestro of the highway, mister Xavier, whatever, I really appreciate you trying your best to fulfill your duty, but you can't change my decisions, maybe you will find someone who deserves your help, and may you live a prosperous life of helping people. I mean it.