I Won't Swerve

I found out something about myself tonight that I have wondered about for many years but haven't had the chance to test; I won't swerve.

Driving home alone tonight in the dark with the rain beating down I almost ran over some little animal crossing the road (or maybe I did run it over but didn't feel the "bump"). I have no idea what "it" was but drove away from the situation thinking, "wow, I didn't swerve." (although I did cringe) I've always wondered if I would be one of those people who do swerve and go off the road or have some sort of other accident trying to miss an animal in the way of my car. I am not sure how I feel about it. Right now I am kind of proud of myself for not swerving because I would never want to endanger the life of any passengers I might have or myself over a possum but then I also feel a bit melancholy over the idea of hitting "Thumper" or some other woodland creature that I find so cute.

It was just one of those nights when I got to learn something about myself.