I thought of titling this “How to Take Me From Being Decent to Becoming a Would-be Murderer.”
I saw a scared gosling trying to cross a busy roadway.
I pulled over and made my way to where I could safely reach the bird.
I motioned for traffic to be aware, and drivers reacted by slowing down and moving over.
I stepped out to pick the bird up, and a truck ran over the gosling, killing it, nearly hitting me.
I went from being a kind and loving person to the wanna-be killer of that truck’s driver.
I fucking give up.
Nowhere Nevada 
anger rises in me – how appalling, I get your sense of anger/giving up, I stop regularly to help wildlife, it’s a nightmare.
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I’ve seen enough death. I wanna save where I can…
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Agreed Tom, it’s soul destroying for me.
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I don’t blame you for feeling that way.
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Truck drivers have been on my piss-off list since the 90s when a driver spat out a chunk of chew that hit my employer’s rig directly on the windscreen on the freeway. A disgusting mess that proves that truck drivers are (almost all) nasty SOBs.
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OMG! Are you serious? That is so messed up and sad! Don’t stop being nice, though.. whatever happens
God will take care of that Driver. Glad you didn’t get hit!
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