The other day, as I was in a dreary state, I went to piss. From the darkening world outside of my window as evening was settling in, I saw flashing lights of emergency vehicles reflect off the blinds that prevent the outside world from watching me piss. I peaked through the blinds and could just make out a collection of emergency vehicles not half a block away. There was a fire truck with a bucket and boom that was raised into the tree that had only in the past month begun to grow it's spring foliage. There were spotlights shining into the tree and that seemed to be the focus of whatever was going on.
My first amused thought was that a cat had been stuck in the tree.
What actually happened was that a woman had decided it was time to throw in the the towel and so she climbed nearly thirty or forty feet into the tree, tied a rope around a sturdy limb, tied the other end around her neck, and she dropped the few feet before it all went taught. The story is that she told her husband she was going out for a quick walk and never came back. The husband then went to look for her, sat on the bench under the tree and looked up.
On a completely unrelated note, I finally got my seeds for my exotic plants and planted them over the weekend.
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