Being alive is scary, and it's normal and healthy to have moments of fight-or-flight even when we aren't in deep danger. Sometimes it's a manifestation of general anxiety, and other times our gut is communicating something deeper to us, but there is a line between manageable tinges fight-or-flight and a full frozen moment of fear.
When we sense an immediate possibility of death, it can feel like time is completely frozen in sheer terror, and making it through those moments (and ultimately surviving) can forever affect us.
My wife and son were out of town, so I had the house to myself. I used that opportunity to do something I never get to do - have a shower with the washroom door open.
Small things like that make me happy.
Anyway, I was just getting out of the shower, when - without a sound - I see someone’s head slowly go by in the dark corridor outside the washroom door!