i hit a possum tonight.

first time i have ever hit anything that wasnt:

a) a car. (no wrecks, just bumps. or they were parked and i was an idiot.)

b) a mailbox.

so. i freaked out. it was night and foggy and i hit a possum. i drove a little and turned around. drove back to the possum.

it moved. a little. only the front half of its body. i sat there. for a while. not knowing what to do. thinking i should move it off the road. thinking i should kill it. not knowing what to do.

i almost got out. then i saw a car coming over the ridge behind me, so i drove away.

i am a horrible person.

i did not see robyn tonight. so i wont, not for a while. probably christmas.

i saw other cousins. jamie, who is 4, remembers the girl. jordan, who is 3, hugged me twice. once to keep me in the same room as him, and once to tell me goodbye.