So last night at around 7ish I was walking the dog in the park and we passed by this homeless guy. For no discernable reason I suddenly thought,

‘I wonder how badly my arms would get cut if I had to protect myself if the homeless guy tried to stab me.’

Morbid, I know. But it continued. My next thoughts were,

‘How long would it take those guys playing frisbee to run over here once I started to scream for help.’

‘Would Meeka try to protect me if this guy started stabbing me?’

‘I wonder what part of the body it is most important to protect during a stabbing.’

Now I often go into hypothetical question and answer periods but it’s usually about good stuff (’I wonder what it would feel like to win the lottery’, etc). So this new found morbidity suprised me but, hey, I guess we all go through our moments so I didn’t think anything of it.

Until this morning.

This morning the dog park was abuzz with the latest news about the murder, a couple of weeks ago, of a cyclist right near the park. He was stabbed by a homeless guy. I hadn’t heard anything about it because I had been away.
Now, since then the homeless guy has been arrested so I certainly wasn’t walking past the same guy but how weird is it that I thought about what it must be like to be stabbed by a homeless guy near the dog park before I even knew that it had actually happened to someone else.

Yes, I do have to admit that I did watch the premiere of Hero’s last night. But still…