hypermediocrity

i saw this dude on a motorcycle get hit by a car today.

i was walking home from picking out my apartment, and was about to enter my building when i hear this huge crash. instinctually i ran over and saw this dude totally wiped out. he sits on the curb and is road rashed to hell and has a really gruesomely broken collarbone. the other guy who ran over didnt have a cell, so i ended up making the 911 call.

it was amazing. 2 other girls my age saw and used their car to block and redirect traffic. a few other people stopped by to see how they could help. a paramedic came over and started removing the man's clothes. i tried to offer the victim some water because he turned like ashy ashy pale and kept saying he was going to black out. then the firetruck showed up and i left.

adrenaline is a crazy thing. i came home and bawled my eyes out, called a friend for a little talking down from the edge.. i say traumatised because i really wasnt expecting to cry like that. but the guy has been in my thoughts all day.

lately i've been feeling like im in a good place, and at the right place at the right time. ive been working like a chinese kid in a nike factory but good fucking god everything is paying off.

what they say about karma is totally true.