So I was taking a walk today and I came across someone who’s truck ran out of gas,

He asked me to help him push his truck to a nearby parking lot, and then said he would pay me 5 bucks to do it, I denied the money but he insisted that I deserved it after doing him such a favor.

So, I did what he asked, and I’ll tell you it was way more easier than I thought. Good thing the lot’ wasn’t too far away either so we didn’t have long until we found a good spot for his truck to park in.

Not even 5 minutes later I decided to go back out and attempt to find him, so I could give him a bottle of water, figured he’s got a long trip and regardless I thought it would be a kind gesture, there wasn’t much I could do but I figured he would atleast appreciate the water.

Didn’t find him, but his truck was still there.
Left the bottle, and a note. Saying “from the Guy who helped you, figured your on a long trip”

(Spend 20 minutes rummaging through garbage in the woods to find a pen to write with, unimportant detail)

“Keep it” I also wrote.

It’s strange too, because I took an abnormal route today, and wouldnt’ve came across him if I just took my normal little trail across town. Hope he can find some gas or whatever he needs, and may God protect him on the-howeverlong-trip he has to take to go where he needs to go.

Goodnight Chat, hope you all rest easy. I still find it so strange that if I didn’t walk the paths I did, I wouldn’t have even known that he needed help, life truly is strange, isn’t it?

(Unrelated, streak officially restored!?)

this song feels cold to me, like in a house with no insulation in the middle of winter surrounded by resident evil fog and the house has no furniture except a computer and your only choice is to be terminally online until you reach purgatory and eventually your brain just simulates the internet but its a fucked up weird-kindof internet (i had a dream like that last night also this is so oddly specific-)