tonight i was driving around, pissed off as usual, when i became stuck in bad traffic and saw that a man (on foot? on bike?) had been hit by a car. the man who'd hit him was out of his car, frantic and distraught. the man who'd been hit was on the ground and my windows were down and i thought i could hear him crying. suddenly i wasn't angry anymore. of course i was distracted and ended up missing my turn and had to turn around and drive by this scene again and this time the man who'd been hit had been loaded into an ambulance on a stretcher and i could see his feet shaking violently. it's an eerie feeling to witness one of someone else's worst days ever. do the people who witnessed my worst day ever remember it?
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