I got to see the back end of my trailer slide over into the opposing lane on a 2-lane road. That's not something that I want to repeat again. I'm not sure exactly what happened. It was raining a bit. Maybe I was going too fast. I don't know. I started into a right-hand curve and noticed that the truck felt funny. I looked into the right mirror and there was no trailer. I looked into the left mirror and my trailer was piddling around in the other lane. I'd like to mention how terrified I was, or talk about what an adrenaline rush I had, but the truth alarmed me ever more. I simply let off of the brakes and tapped the accelerator. That straightened the trailer out and I went on my merry way.

A few miles down the road it occurred to me that the incident could have been very bad. If a car had been in that opposing lane I would have killed someone. Or if the trailer had got over into a ditch I might have wrecked the truck and hurt or killed Mara or myself. And the more I thought of it, the more I was disturbed by my complete lack of emotion regarding the incident. What's wrong with me?