Staring into the headlights…

Have you ever had the feeling that you are standing in the middle of the road, a truck coming straight towards you, headlights turned up… but you cannot move… you just stare at the headlights like the proverbial rabbit stares into a snake’s eyes… you know it is going to kill you but you still cannot move… your legs are paralysed, they appear paralysed... but what’s really paralysed is your brain… no matter how much you wish your survival instincts would kick in and that you’d be able to make a decisive move, your brain is fixed on these headlights which are coming closer and closer… and the closer they get, the more of an enthrallment these headlights exert… at some stage you wish to be hit by the truck… you cannot wait to be hit… you almost look forward to being hit - and hurt - with a perverted sense of joy… until it is too late to move… and as much as the truck tries to swerve, it hits you… and eventually kills you…