somewhere in between
i witnessed a murder last night. you heard me. a murder.
actually, last night ended up being one of those nights
that changed a lot of things...for the better, i'd say. it
was rather exciting. but the murder was the nastiest thing
i didn't actually see it..and it wasn't actually a person.
but hearing a crying cat pulled apart by triumphant coyotes
is just a depressing thing. first i could hear the coyotes
howling, sort of far away..then this little kitty's voice
starting screaming, and i seriously heard the coyotes chomp
into it..and it let out this horrendous yelp and whined for
about five seconds and then i could hear the coyotes yell
and run away. traumatic, to say the least.
anyhow, things are looking up besides that. i woke up in
the middle of the night and everything happened at once and
i just felt a little bit of peace..which is nice :-) but
my jaw hurts from joey gist attacking me...haha it's so
sad; i got beat up by a 6-year-old.