some asshole almost knocked me off my bike in downtown cause they felt the need to pass me while every other lane was full. i was looking forward when i noticed a gray shape come too close to me from my left peripheral. i panicked a bit, cause i was already within a foot of the curb. my right pedal bumped the concrete and i got shaky. the silver nissan murano sped up and i wish my first reaction wasn't to stabilize but to hit the car or something. i tried to chase it down to... i don't know, yell at them? a good "fuck you". but all the lights were green and the car got away. it turned down a street that i didn't need to take to get home, and i figured that was a good time to give up. i told my father and he told me not to chase people down cause they could shoot me. seems ridiculous to me, but i do know i often feel like there aren't many consequences in life. i'm still pretty naive

i think i've been off instagram for like three weeks now, but i might log in because i need inspiration for some collages i'm gonna be working on. or maybe i'm just looking for an excuse

considering flying up to philly sooner than needed so that i can spend some time with friends and stuff, but that costs money and i'm not sure i wanna commit capital like that. i also don't know where i would stay and i'm embarrassed to ask people for favors. i'm sure someone would be willing to, but i just don't want to ask