So tonight I decided to go out and enjoy a walk in the evening rain...
...and ended up the sole witness to a serious car crash.
The poor girl. She was, miraculously for having literally crashed head-on into a brick wall, entirely unharmed. But the car was totalled. And if she is to be believed-- she was quite hysterical-- she just turned 21, and her grandmother was planning to gift her the car once she got her driver's license. But in her excitement, even without a license, she decided to "borrow" the car and take it out anyway.
Kerpow.
This kind of thing tends to remind me that it's rather a luxury that the only thing I really have to worry about in my life is the hurt from my STBX's betrayal. Worse things have happened to better people, and for less reason.
