Brave as a Noun

Life is a horizontal fall.

Happy New Year!

Today I

  • Watched my Mom get into a fight for the first time (she also got spat at) with a random lady who decided a good way to deal with things was to hit a 62-year-old woman.
  • Called the cops (for the first time in my life) while I followed the woman and berated her for hitting a woman three times her age.
  • Got to the watch the usually very bored small town cops come two cars and one motorcycle strong to arrest her (my Mom decided not to pres charges).
  • Got stuck in bumper to bumper traffic in SF for two hours to see an apartment that I probably won’t get.
  • When I finally got home saw an 80-year-old in only his tighty-whiteys walking his corgi.

Is this setting the tone for the rest of the year?