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I can't believe what a hard time I'm having with this story of a woman who was dragged to her death by a taxi. I don't know if the proximity is part of what gets to me - I drive over these roads on the way to my work, I visit this mall at lunch so I think of it as I go by; or if I can't determine if a pissed off cabbie actually hit her or after the altercation the driver didn't notice her and the people chasing him just caused him to flee in fear; or if I'm just being particularly hormonal, but I can't stop thinking about what a horrible way to die this would be. I mean, you hear of people dying every day, but this one is really getting to me, I have to stop obsessing.