There’s a full moon tonight. Today, I have felt the wrath of people who are “lunatics” so to speak. My emotional status is at about a 1 out of 10. I usually keep this stuff pretty vague but let me tell you what happened.
I was driving to work out in the West end of Edmonton and the man in front of me slammed on the brakes. I, not knowing what his deal was, switched over to the next lane. The man followed me and got out of his car at the red light. I fumbled to lock my doors when I saw he was coming for me. He starts hitting my window repeatedly while yelling at me. I grab my phone and use it for the first time apparently and take 3 tries to call 9-1-1. The man is frustrated that I’m looking at my phone and starts punching and kicking my car. There’s tons of people watching and nobody is doing anything. He followed me for the next 10 minutes while I stayed on the phone with the police. Then I went to work.
I’ll stop there but I had 3 more run-ins of people completely losing their shit on me today, unprovoked. I really like to look deep down and wonder what the meaning of everything is but I don’t have much for this. I’m having a glass of wine and petting my fluffy blanket in my highly secure apartment building where everything is safe and nicely moonlit. Enjoy the soup!