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plalace
- Feb 19, 2024
- 70
During the week, it was the second time that, during my work break, when I went to the nearby market, there were security guards carrying money. The most eye-catching one had a shotgun, and he stands near the exit watching everything. When I saw this, I felt a great urge to run in a threatening tone to him, like a threat. I mean, I imagine I wouldn't be able to contain my laughter, I would run laughing like a child, hoping to get a good shot. Despite the thought, it wasn't a strong enough impulse. I just carried on as normal. However, maybe it's a good thing, if the day is bad, if my mood isn't good, there's an open door. Seeing them again, in the same month or the next, I would run to a hug. Freeing myself and ruining some people's day.