Tonight, while in the grocery store, I was passing a man who hit a shelf with his own cart. I immediately apologized, as if I thought my clumsiness was infectious and this poor gentleman was within the contagion zone. I made the situation more weird by then saying, "I don't know what I'm apologizing for. Drive safe." The man just looked at me confused. Walk along, nothing to see here children.
There were 4 vultures by the side of the road, right after the ice storm, all feeding on a single squirrel. Who ever sees vultures in real life? I feel like this does not bode well.
It is 9:00 pm and I am in bed. This is a perfect evening.
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