A late rant "letter" from me to... Somethingsomething.
Dear 'Fate',
Please stick with this "Witness of Truth" gig on me, not a "Witness of Death and Accidents".
I have 3 reasons why I insist jaywalking all over the place: 1. It's how I stim. 2. It's better that than sitting all day. And 3. I really enjoy it, as it makes me feel free. I've been doing this since High School, and witnessed no tragedy for all those years.
Before witnessing a stranger's death, I'm sure I was just a careless pedestrian who got hit by a passing over motorcycle on a wrong lane just that one time... Nothing bad of course, just some scratches, some sore spots and it's fine with me...
Then first warning is a bit bloody and loud, of course considering it's my 1st time witnessing a stranger's death first hand. 2nd and 3rd could have been worse but I thank all those slow tricycle drivers. But 4th in less than a month after and with all those events, family related... Not a good timing. Not funny. Seriously. I wonder if my mom even knew that was the 4th road accident I witnessed first hand on that very night we followed my sister on a way to the hospital morgue.
So, 'Fate', I'm not sure if I have to include this, but I confess that I've been so calm that it's freaking me out. While it's true I would like to get used to certain things that makes a typical person panic, but why is this?
From a ranting child, ranting in some imaginary friend who been dealing with for nearly 13 years.