At first i couldnt believe it. I stood there looking around expecting to still see the thief running away. A beautiful day ruined by some petty theft. (the only cash i had was a measly 7 dollars) In front of an elementary school someone had the nerve to steal from a beat up old saturn with a child's seat in the back...like...really? There are children everywhere. Its a small neighborhood. Broad daylight.
Disgusting. People disgust me and while i suffered no major loses (as my ipod was circa 2003 anyways and pretty broken at times) im hoping these people will understand that what they did was small and inconsequential to my life. Of course at first i was upset...but no serious items were taken and it just felt more personal as my ties to my things were purely emotional.
The first thing people seem to say in these situations is that "karma" will come back around to them. Or "things happen for a reason". While ive tried to accept these terms over the years i just feel as though these cliches are simply not the case. I did nothing in the past month to have deserved this to happen to me. So wheres my good karma? Why do good people get cancer? Why do people die in car crashes? i suppose its simply the unknown that causes this stuff to happen. I cant write it away that these people will chronically have "bad karma". But i will come to the conclusion that they will probably eventually go to prison at some point in their lives. None of this will be resulting from them stealing my purse.
Ive had to just realize that ive made more than enough money this week to replace everything ive lost...so those people can have my 7 bucks, dinners on me tonight losers. Its too bad they gave me the excuse to go buy a nice new ipod touch and my weekend can only get better from here since i have reason to celebrate tonight with bike rides, drinks, and the best friends that anyone could ever ask for.




