Mirah
I love you
Of the car that hit me as I was walking to the coffee shop.
I was too busy looking at this girl's outfit, and her belt and how it looked like a corset, and I thought it looked sort of cool.
Next thing I know, I am running into a car, but I am not-it is running into me! And I say, "OH SHIT" and I walk away, thinking, "That was close" but then remembering-this has happened before and I will probably be in pain later or something.
Really I just felt stupid, because I was distracted by the girl, so I just kept walking.
I should have got the plate.
Then i walk into the coffee shop, still not aware what really just happened, they ask how I am, (I'm a regular) and I say fine. Then a minute goes by and I tell them I just sort of got hit by a car, then they tell their stories and I walk out with my juice and muffin in hand.
I get to the school which is a mile away-I am in my car in the parking lot and I look at my arm, red welt and black mark on it. Shit, I really got hit. Fuck. I take some pills then I berate myself for not getting a fucking plate number.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
I was too busy looking at this girl's outfit, and her belt and how it looked like a corset, and I thought it looked sort of cool.
Next thing I know, I am running into a car, but I am not-it is running into me! And I say, "OH SHIT" and I walk away, thinking, "That was close" but then remembering-this has happened before and I will probably be in pain later or something.
Really I just felt stupid, because I was distracted by the girl, so I just kept walking.
I should have got the plate.
Then i walk into the coffee shop, still not aware what really just happened, they ask how I am, (I'm a regular) and I say fine. Then a minute goes by and I tell them I just sort of got hit by a car, then they tell their stories and I walk out with my juice and muffin in hand.
I get to the school which is a mile away-I am in my car in the parking lot and I look at my arm, red welt and black mark on it. Shit, I really got hit. Fuck. I take some pills then I berate myself for not getting a fucking plate number.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.