Sunday, September 15, 2019

fallout

OK MY BACK WOKE ME.  AGAIN.  AND MAYBE YESTERDAY I'M FEELING UNUSUALLY HAPPY WHICH MAKES ME FEEL AN ANXIOUS REACTION.  I MANAGED TO STAY CONSCIOUS I THINK.  I FOUND A DIME AT MISSION.  HELLO UNCLE.  IN 87 o WEATHER I NAVIGATED COMFORTABLY.

I'M BEYOND THE FAMILY.  THEIR AND MY GREATEST FEAR OR MAYBE JUST MY GREATEST FEAR I DON'T KNOW.  I'M WATCHING BECAUSE I SAID SO.  SO BUSTER KEATON SCHOOL OF ACTING.

4 PM-
     I'VE BEEN RESTING WATCHING GLORIA, JULIANNE MOORE.  WOMAN OF A CERTAIN AGE.  I WAS HIT BY A 20 SOMETHING MODERN EAST INDIAN WOMAN BACKING OUT OF A PARKING SPACE AT SUNNYVALE DOLLAR STORE IN HER SILENT ELECTRIC SEDAN.  I COULDN'T HEAR HER CAR AND ONLY NOTICED THE TAIL LIGHTS.  SHE STILL HIT ME.  SHE WAS LISTENING TO SOMETHING WITH EAR BUDS WHICH IS ILLEGAL AND DIDN'T EVEN LOOK.  I'M A PRETTY LARGE TARGET.  I'M LUCKY TO HAVE PADDING.  IF I'D BEEN A CHILD SHE WOULD HAVE ROLLED OVER ME. 

I STOPPED AT PANDA EXPRESS, PICKED UP LUNCH AND CAME STRAIGHT HOME.


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