I was on the bus this morning, and just as it started up the road next to Independence Hill, I see and hear someone in an import car go zooming past us.  So I chuckle to myself, then turn to Steven and say, "Hmm, sounds like a weed-whacker..."  Steven agreed.

As the bus is going down Van Voorhis Road past Barrington North, I see an ambulance go screaming past, lights flashing and sirens blaring.  So I jokingly say to Steven, "Hmm, looks like the weed-whacker wrecked."  But then Steven said, "He's still in front of us."  So I checked, and there it was.  I wondered about the ambulance for a minute, then decided it didn't involve me, so I put my head back, thought nothing more of it, and dozed off until I got to school.

However, when I walked into the band room, I received the news that Tara had wrecked her car.  I had the general "OMG" reaction that everyone has when they get news of a friend that's been in an accident.  But it wasn't until I got home that I realized just why I had seen that ambulance on the road.  It chilled me how I could joke so crudely about someone wrecking their car and then walk into school only to find that one of my friends had been in an accident.  It's just plain screwed up and I don't know how I'm supposed to react to it.

I think I need some more sleep...