Ulp

Last night I went out for a bag of Smart Food.
The air was still and warm, fresh and calm.
I felt safe and floaty.
And wondered if I was about to die.
I looked around as if a car was about to strike, but
I really was safe.
I forgot this feeling, walking into the store.
I could have been shot and killed in a robbery, after all.
Letting my guard down. Or a car could have come crashing through the store.
Oh the puzzling mind.
That I would wonder at Death around the corner in a feeling of lightness out in the dark peace of night.