friday september 19

today i was driving home across the bridge near labatt park and harris park, out of downtown, when i was blocked off by an array of police cars and an ambulance. as i sat there waiting for the way to be cleared, i saw police arrest someone and shove him into the back of one of their cars. when they finally opened a narrow lane for the lineup of stopped cars to drive through, i glanced towards the middle of the road and noticed a man sprawled out on the median, and paramedics preparing to load him on a stretcher into their ambulance. This resulted in my imagination running wild about what sort of incident could've gone down, and also left me feeling vague pangs of guilt for being really happy when the wait ended and i was just able to drive through and get home to sleep.