So, I had a thought earlier. I don't know where it came from. The depths of my fucked up psyche.
"How funny would it be if I got into another accident today?"
Turns out, not that funny.
(I really hope I'm not manifesting my thoughts again.)
Sitting at a stop sign. Rocking out to Sia, "Clap Your Hands". Patiently waiting for the car in front of me to make an unprotected left. Apparently, he didn't feel protected enough, so he REVERSED INTO ME. Minimal damage, but oh my poor Marilyn! She's had a hard week.
Sigh.
LA, we're fighting.
What are the odds my insurance company believes that neither of these little incidents were my fault?
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