In late 2018, I switched off WhatsApp notifications on my phone. I wanted to start living less in my workaholic mode and more in the present. I’ve never been a fan of notifications, I don’t want my time dictated to me by a beep or a red icon on my cellphone. I don’t want to be controlled by the comforting familiarity of distraction.
It’s been raining a lot lately, which is great for the drought we found ourselves in here in JHB, but not so great for the roads. My first instinct as I felt my car slip out of my control was to reach my hand out to Riley. That meme became my reality in that moment when I realized there was nothing I could do but brace him for impact. My second instinct was that my insurance company was going to flip out because I smashed into the back of another car.