My Stroll Through Paranoia

This was the first morning in a long time that I've gone my neighborhood route. Lately its been more interesting for me to go through the corporate park...plus, its flatter that way. But this morning I decided to do a little bit of both.

At about mile one, I notice a car ahead with its flashers on. The headlights were on as I approached them, but turned off as I got closer. Bear in mind that its still completely dark out. I walked VERY quickly past the car and continued down the road. About a half a mile later, I had all but forgotten about the car until I saw another car. This time parked in front of a house with a man in the drivers seat. It was at the corner of a little caul-de-sac that I had to go down so I knew I would pass him twice. The whole time into the cal-de-sac I reminded myself of all the self defense techniques I have ever heard of. There was the woman who asked the assaulter why he was doing what he was doing and he broke down and started crying while she called the police and told him that the best thing for him would be some time in jail. There's Oprah's philosophy that if youre being raped then you should wait for him to unveil himself and then grab on and pull has hard as you can. Then there is the philosophy of acting like youre insane...Like you've been waiting for someone to attack you should you could finally kill someone legally...



So as I made my way back by, the mystery person in the second car turned on their lights and started the engine. I was like..UT OH!!! Until I turned around and looked back and saw the school bus.

OOOOH!! Thats right....it was raining and people had driven their kids to meet the school bus.

OF COURSE.



Then I felt silly and laughed.



Then I thought...

What in the world were school buses doing leaving at 545 in the morning. Thats REDICULOUS!!!



Glad I'm not in school anymore.

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