happiness is...

I start pulling up to the gate of the townhouses where I live last night at 2 am. It's one of those gates where you need a code to open it. This gate also acts up sometimes and won't open.

Well, there was a car sitting there when I was getting ready to make the turn left off the street and over to the gate.

I figured there was something wrong with the gate again.

I started to turn in, and then I noticed that there was something pointed out of the driver's side window of the car. It was as if it was directed at the code/talk box.

I looked at it. It was bigger than a finger.

It actually looked like a gun.

I drove away. It didn't make any sense. WAS it a gun? It sure looked like one. Maybe he was talking to somebody through the talk box, trying to get them to open the gate. Maybe he just wanted me to see it so that he wouldn't be trapped with my car if he couldn't get in.

Anyway, I drove around for a few minutes and ended up parking close by, climbing up to where my place is, looking around cautiously, VERY cautiously peeking down to the gate.

There was no one there.

So, I got back in my car and drove to the gate. I was kind of scared when I was putting in my code, but it's pretty hard to lie in wait in a car around there if you're trying to get in.

If it was, indeed, a gun, here's the feeling I get about what happened:

This guy was trying to see his ex-girlfriend. He was talking to her over the talkbox trying to get her to open the gate.

If it WASN'T a gun, I really don't know what else it could've been.

But it was hard to wrap my mind around it and accept it for a couple reasons. First of all, you could only see the outline of it b/c it was dark. You could DEDUCE what it was, but it was hard to be completely sure. If it was a guy brandishing it, maybe not even in his car, I couldn't really deny that it was a gun.

Second of all, why would it be aimed at the talkbox, as it appeared to be?

Now that I think about it, I had looked up a movie earlier that day called "Penn and Teller Get Killed". The premise of it is that Penn says during an interview that he wishes someone would try tp hunt them down and kill them. It would help them to 'not sweat the small stuff."

Whatever the case...it definitely made me think.

I mean...what if that stupid cat picture post was the last thing I'd ever done in my earthly life?