Dot dot dot. I learned that in when we end dialogue with an ellipse, it means that the speaker is trailing off. So yes, I am trailing off there, just a wee bit. So anyways -- here's the deal. My car, my lovely little, dirty, always out of gas car had it's back window smashed in by a boulder. Yeah. Like fucking Boulder, Colorado. Now, I know the first reaction is that 'oh I bet some asshats drove by and chucked a boulder at your car.
No. It's just chilling on the back of my car like a big threat. Then again I may be reading into it because I'm a writer and that's what I do, but I don't think so. Now, let's back it up here. My car. Was vandalized. By a psycho.
Excellent. And now the other bits. Ever since I started writing more, short stories and scenes and stuff when bad things happen to me, the little writer in the back of my head says, "hey! you can make a good scene/story out of this!" And I go, "you're right!"
And now comes the part where I try to not let it get to me. It's just a window - on a car that you have. I have a car which is more than a lot of people right now, so I should be thankful for that. And it's just a window. Thankfully it's not one of my roommates or me or the dog. So...
Yeah. Good times. Should make a nice story scene some day I guess [happy-ish]
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