I was dropped off home after a volleyball game and there were two cars on the side of the road. The drivers were out and talking to each other. I go in the house and sit down on my couch, watching Beastmaster and sadly thinking about him. There is someone else for him, better than I.
A couple minutes later, there were police cars, lights blinking. Those two cars had been in an accident. I was watching the aftermath.
I don't know how these two things connect...my feeling lonely tonight and watching the accident outside my window. It's all one random night and I am very tired.
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