living in the balance
Last Monday, my car was keyed in broad daylight whilst parked in my neighborhood. When I discovered the fresh, shiny scar running deeply along two panels, the tears that brimmed up were a mixture of anger, frustration, and lack of having anyone to blame. Without being able to point a finger at anybody in particular, I blamed “this stupid state” and “this would NEVER have happened in Washington — back home, we leave nice notes if we want someone to move their car!” Fast forward … View Post