12/07/2010

Thought I was being particularly brave tonight. Heard banging noises when I parked my car, went to confront the car thieves. Turned out to be a couple of kids jumping around with their skateboards.... See, bravery is difficult to define. I was thinking long and hard about this confrontation, not so much because I was scared to get in a fight (yes, love fighting, sue me), more because I didn't want to look silly. My confidence nearly stopped me seeking out the "problem", but I had a compulsion to do so. I'd much rather be on a battlefield, getting told "see those fellas over there? Axe them!!" than tell someone that what they're doing might be wrong. In a flux. But that's OK.