A week past

...and all the future ahead. A week ago, at about this time, I was pinned in underneath a semi-trailer. For a moment, I thought I was about to die—but then I didn’t. The question I have to sort now is whether that life from before continued—or if this is something different. There is a significant difference in the shades between. I think some part of me may have passed on and, perhaps, something new was brought out bright and living.