Current mood: angry
Was the sound of the gunshots I heard last night. At first there was only one, followed by a pregnant pause. Then either the shooter found his target again and continued shooting or the target retaliated with his own gun. Who knows? Ultimately I’m angry because I must be afraid of random shots possibly killing me in my own home. To make matters worse, there is a police substation at the end of the block. So much for feeling safe and secure…
Where is the farm in Italy or France when I need it?