mondays.
when i went out to my car this morning to drive to work i discovered that my driver's side mirror had been shattered. just the glass. not the housing. it had clearly been struck with something. what a way to begin the week. but, i realized while driving and checking the mirror that it now more accurately captures my sense of reality. fragmented and at odds, etc.
when i went out to my car this morning to drive to work i discovered that my driver's side mirror had been shattered. just the glass. not the housing. it had clearly been struck with something. what a way to begin the week. but, i realized while driving and checking the mirror that it now more accurately captures my sense of reality. fragmented and at odds, etc.
Some fuckass broke my passenger side mirror. It was just hanging by the wire and all the glass was cracked. Thank god for duct tape.