Last night, I drove past an accident on the side of the road.

When I got out of work, I and others heard a loud crash. It was on the street I turn down to get to work. I wasn't going to stop, but no one seemed to be doing anything. And the woman who'd been driving wasn't really moving in the car, with her friend/bf/passenger leaning over her. So I stopped. If nothing else, I could go back and call the guard shack at work to call 911. And I know first aid, and CPR.

Fortunately, the woman's air bag had deployed, and she had some scrapes, but she could move. Everyone was moving, so everyone was mostly okay. One of the other employees called 911, and the cops were coming, so I left -- I didn't have anything to offer at that point, and I knew the cops wouldn't want too many people there.

But it was scary.

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I had this bright idea of making To Do lists and posting them here. Of course, now I have tons of things to do, and I'm having problems breaking it into a list. I'm so weird.