Alive — Barely — in Atlanta (Off Topic)

I’m lucky to be alive tonight.

A few hours ago, an idiotic, inattentive, inconsiderate driver — carelessly, mindlessly talking into his hand-held cell phone — nearly ran me over.

This was supposed to be a quiet relaxing evening, the last of five days in Atlanta, where I’ve been attending seminars.

I had a "go" light, and the driver — without looking around — pulled a quick turn and narrowly missed me — but only because I hollered at the top of my lungs.

Anyhow, If I hadn’t screamed so loudly, I wouldn’t be here writing.

I’m still a bit shaken up. Need to chill out some more. Tomorrow, I’m headed back home to New York.