After the checkpoint incident I’ve developed a phobia of the bus 950. Gosh.
The next day I had a fight with a taxi driver who charged me $4.50 for a cab which I didn’t book on top of a journey fare of $2.80. Damn.
The following day I rescued a beautiful kitten which I gave my old shoe to live in and shoelace to play with. A first for me.
Today I met or rather saw someone. Hmm. Pretty sure that was regret and a twinge of guilt I registered. Ohh well.
