  As if my day wasnt fucked enough, driving home tonight from a much needed soul-session with Jennifer, I watched as a black Doberman was run over by a car.
Like right in front of me, saw it tumble, heard it scream. I braked, so did everyone else but one car. A white SUV ran right into it. The poor baby darted off into a bush, but I doubt it would have made it. I pulled over sobbing wildly, wondering if it wouldnt be better if I just got back into my car and pretended it didnt happen.
To spare myself the added despair of seeing more pain and a death I cant attend to. I cant believe the shock of the accident allowed it to run off. Like I mirage in the road, I saw its silhouette and new to slow down just in case. Apparently not everyone saw it. No more tonight. I may not blog for a while either. Ive got major shit going on. 
