Someone forgot to tell that to some kid(s) in my neighbourhood. That, or they could really care less.
My GPS was stolen from my car last night.
- I feel incredibly violated.
- I'm upset.
- I'm disappointed.
- I'm angry at myself for leaving the window open.
- I'm disgusted.
- I'm hurt.
I cried on my drive to work as I processed my thoughts and went through the emotions. Then I resigned myself to accepting that I probably won't get it back (although I did call and make a police report this morning). As I drove my car I started to realize it could've been much worse, they could've tried to steal the car by hot-wiring the ignition, and they didn't. I could've been REALLY stupid and left my keys in the car and I didn't. This morning I still had a car with which to get to work.
I have a job.
My life isn't terrible.
But I still feel violated.