I had one of those rough weeks where your car is sideswiped or just some stupid biker or kid comes along and breaks the left side rear view mirror on your car and then a cop comes along and give you a ticket for it. I had to soak in the irony for a while. (There are all kinds of things you can say about hindsight.)
I drove a friend around all night doing errands before she moved to London without a left rear view mirror. Put a brown bag over your rear view mirror, tape it down, and drive around. We're not being Evel Knieval's but driving without that extra eye is scary. Getting it fixed, writing up a letter to the Ticket People took substantial chunks of my days.
Then I met with someone who pretended to care for me but didn't recall anything I'd ever said to him beforehand. You might say that would make the ideal shrink but I got upset at the lack of hindsight confirmation.
Then I rode my bike around. Tomorrow will be a new day.
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