an open letter.

...to the douche bag who ran into my car while i was teaching at the theatre:

you obviously hit my car pretty hard. you must have noticed and then you just left. i feel your lack of personal responsibility will now begin to bleed into all parts of your life at an increasing rate. aside from the damage to your own car, i foresee a trend in your life away from deep connections with others. your family will grown disdainful of you and those you love will never trust or admire you enough to foster a reciprocal relationship. you will live a very long time and watch this process unfold before you until at a final arduous moment, all your errors will shine clearly into your mind and soul. this is the feeling you will spend eternity inhabiting.

your friend,

becky