The chinese restaurant across the street was held up tonight right before I got off of work. Last Sunday, my stereo was stolen from my car between noon and 4 pm; the night before, a clerk was shot and murdered in the Kroger across the street.
The once far-off possibility of me coming into direct contact with someone who may be trying to injure or kill me has come noticeably closer. I can feel it.
The beauty of life is that this is always glaringly obvious; people just develop the ability to look past it and ignore it.
- I'm going to keep working in the same shopping center.
- When I lay down tonight, I'm going to sleep like a baby: sans nightmares and anxiety.
Tomorrow, if it doesn't rain, I think I'm going to start working on George. If I do, pictures shall follow.
Also: Anyone who knows of a good free online photo gallery, please contact me? I want better than what I've got now and would like your suggestions.
Cheese.