Came home and crawled into bed earlier from not wanting to think. A woman on my bus this afternoon had a seizure, so we pulled over and called 911 and then cleared out of the way for the paramedics. I hope the woman is ok. It's one of those moments where you realize - "here's a woman I see every day, and know nothing about her." And to watch that...was just sad, although I think what hit me the most was the phone call that someone had to make to her husband to let him know what was going on and get the necessary medical info (is she diabetic? on any meds?). The sudden imagination of what it must feel like to get a call like that....
I think at this point part of what bugs me too is just how cliche my reaction has been. I know a lot of people that would just shrug the entire thing off with a "shit happens" and move on. It's silly to dwell on it, but I'm worried for the woman, and so it seems negligent (or something) to forget it happened. A part of me really just wanted to get home and call my mom too - the long distance version of giving her a hug and saying that I love her. I don't know.
I think I'm good now. Some things are easier to think out in writing like this.
And now, so that this entry isn't all my whining - I forsee entirely too many puns in my future if I continue to pay attention to the group SHINee, given how often I use the word "shiny" to describe things. ("Got distracted by the shiny." "What shiny?" "SHINee") Perhaps as good of an argument as any for either staying in or getting out of that fandom. Or both, really.
And while I find the pun amusing, will refrain from spreading that one too far amongst RL friends. I'm already "the absolute zero of musical taste," and I somehow doubt drawing attention to a group that I find questionably young is really going to help my case. (Granted, I can name at least 3 groups that could be worse for that - HSJ, c-ute, Sweety....especially Sweety. But the "it could be worse!" argument doesn't work much either.)
Rambling now, so time to go back to bed, perhaps. =)