bored...yet again

i started just writing about boring shit...so i erased it and decided to write about something that didn't make me worry about myself.i almost cried yesterday. i went out to get something to drink at work and there was a dead dog on the side of the road. blood was on the ground around him and i could barely make out what it was because of the way he was slumped. i just saw this lump of bloody fur and as i drove past staring i could see a little ear. it was horrible. then i got to the circle k and some hispanic men whistled at me, and i got angry. i'm mourning this horrible death and no one cares...as a matter of fact they care even less now than before, because there's now something to care about. really kind of sad....