I run good at life

Ok so yesterday i moan about running bad on the poker table.

Today i get reminded how damn good i run at life!

Helping my dad cut some glass for his greenhouse today i'm messing about as usual showing off my terrible efforts when the piece of glass i'm tapping against my left hand smashes and a large piece strikes me in the face!

I can feel blood streaming down my face so look in the reflection of a window and see there's a cut about 1cm away from my left eye.

It reminds me of many moments in my life i've come so so close to disaster but somehow got away with it for example falling out of a big tree when i was younger and landing on my ass. Running towards the edge of one of those bridges in france that lifts up to let big ships through not seeing a large hole with some crappy netting covering it until my sister screams STOP, i stop dead, literally 1 foot away from almost certain death.

Nearly been run over a few times, nearly had big car accident a couple of weeks ago when i couldn't see out of a turning and i was about to go but just decided to wait an extra second for whatever reason and a huge lorry comes storming past at least 30mph.

Also been in planes that have dropped out of the sky in turbulence and ferries that have stop working for a long while in storms in the middle of the night in the channel.

So i think yet again someone up there somewhere is telling me to stop being a whiny ass and remember how LUCKY I AM.

Genuinely am so so lucky in life but perhaps because i've appreciated how great life is for many many years.

So appreciate life as you never know when it can just blow up in your face...