I live a normal life...not extravagant or mysterious...I speak one language, I am short, chubby, pale skinned...green eyes, hair currently black with a peppering of grey...all in all...normal. Right now lots of my friends and family are worried about me...why? because on Friday I was robbed...at knife point. Not really much more can be said about that, a guy smelling of beer and urine approached me and asked for a dollar, I said I didn't have a dollar to spare but obviously he had just watched me withdraw money from the ATM. This bloke decided he needed my rent and bill money more than me, and so he took it. This weekend saw me cocoon myself, not wanting to talk to anybody, not wanting to go anywhere...I did try but lasted about twenty minutes. It's Sunday evening and I just got out of the bath...I lit a candle and searched my soul for understanding of why this happened to me...I'm a good person, honest, friendly, generous and reliable...I didn't
deserve such a terrifying event!!!...nobody does.
It happened...pure and simple. It wasn't because I deserved it, it wasn't because I needed to learn some unseen life lesson, it wasn't because I don't believe in god, it wasn't because as a child I stuck my tongue out while my teacher had her back to me...it is just something that happened. I don't hate the person who held the knife...he did what he wanted...maybe he was too stoned or drunk to really even know what he did...I don't know...it is just something that happened. I won't forget it but I will endevour to move on...it would be foolish and unproductive for me to do anything less. I just want everybody who emailed, phoned, texted, etc that I'll be fine and I'm thankful for the sincere thoughts from all.