The realization of the loss made me feel hopelessly useless I was fearful, vulnerable, motionless, incapacitated by my inability to move, to go, to leave!
A sudden sense of primitive humanness assaulted into my existence, shaking, shattering, and ultimately reshaping all pre-learned notions of reality, and acceptable norms of behavior.
There I was ready to use my arms, legs, and teeth to break into that locked door, I was ready to scavenge any road- side dump to find a tool, which will help me open that metal and glass access …
In the middle of nowhere, on the side of a deserted road, in the State of Virginia, the engine was running, while the keys were on the ignition of my locked car!
‘Let me show you how it’s done’ said God, he was dressed as a black man.