People like to go EXTREMELY fast past my window and every time I hear a roaring motorcycle engine zoom by I'm mentally bracing myself to also hear it crash into something and explode horrifyingly

it does bad things for my anxiety

to be clear I don't hope they crash

I specifically hope they don't

but the image arises unbidden

Intrusive thoughts are just like that.

oooh that used to be my window

i lived around a blind corner

cars crashed sometimes