Mass casualty
Driving around Pomona last night, I came across the aftermath of a hit-and-run on a taco stand. One dead and a dozen injured.
Not the first time I’ve had or will witness death and injury from a distance and I’ve never felt even a mood change each time. It’s amusing if anything. Also a bit of insight on how little others would care if something horrible happened to me.
Fuck ‘em. Normal?