It happened again today, just as it always seems to happen. This time it was a truck bearing down on my dog and I as we crossed the street. We both didn’t make it. Most of the time I’m not involved, so this was a little unique.
I think a little earlier in the day it was something more significant, but I seem to have chosen to forget that for now. Most likely it was another end-of-the-world event.
Days without end-of-the-world events seem so few and far between lately.
