Excerpt: Titan

Our lives can change in the blink of an eye, and they change when we least expect it. It almost seems like Fate or God or whatever waits for the moment when we’re looking the other way to throw the proverbial monkey wrench into our cozy and secure lives, just to shake things up a bit. And, being the creatures of habit that we are, we tend to run around like a chicken with its head chopped off whenever the monotony of our lives is disrupted without a warning.

Considering this line of thinking, I suppose some people are more susceptible to the Monkey Wrench of God/Fate/Whatever than others. For example, I guess a soldier and the family of a soldier are more susceptible, as the line of work they or their loved ones participate in is much more dangerous than the work of a cashier at the local Wal-Mart.

And then sometimes that monkey wrench seems to split your life in two, giving you a ‘Before’ and an ‘After.’ When something major happens in your life, whether it’s a positive or negative occurrence, it seems like you’re not the same person you were before it happened, hence the whole ‘Before’ and ‘After’ thing. In my case, I was certainly not the same Brianna Johansen I had been before I was tossed a monkey wrench. In fact, when I look back on it, the two don’t seem similar at all.