Today as I was trying to capture this weird ol' tree branch, I heard shouting in the distance. It was clearly a very agitated man--men? I couldn't tell, but the voice(s?) were getting louder. I looked up and saw a man several hundred feet away, on the other side of a big, grassy park walking in my general direction. I kept looking for another guy, a source for the second voice, a source of the anger. It sounded like maybe someone had just been kicked out of someone else's backyard? Why else would there be shouting but only one lone figure cutting across the field?
I tried to be discreet in my staring but I was the only person around and he was facing me so that was really successful. And I couldn't hear well, only something about You have office hours every day!
And then, we passed each other. 
Now my back was to him and his shouting had become much louder. No, not louder. Closer. And boy was he angry. 
I picked up the pace a tad, beginning to feel slightly concerned that my curious gazing had further pissed him off, when I heard him shouting again behind me, "I WANT YOU TO DIE AND I GET WHAT I WANT."
😳He HAD seen me! And he was following me because he was going to kill me! Or wait--is that what he meant? Why didn't he just say that he wanted me dead? Or killed or murdered? Why phrase it "to die"? Really an odd semantic choice for someone murderously angry. Oh, or maybe he's not in a murderous rage. Maybe he just wants me to die...eventually? In my sleep of old age? Wait, is he even talking to me?
I'll never know because my smarter self kicked in and said, girl, you better get to stepping because if that man reaches you, you do not even stand a chance. 
I walked with as rapid a nonchalance as I could muster--passing up a little alley that looked perfect for a murder--before finally reaching my car. 
I dared one last look behind me. 
The street was clear. 
There was no shouting to be heard. 
I paused briefly, debating whether to circle back to the park in my car, before finally just driving away. 
What would you have done? And was he really going to murder me? (Or maybe he just wants to receive my obituary in the mail someday?)
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  • annaraybiaToday as I was trying to capture this weird ol' tree branch, I heard shouting in the distance. It was clearly a very agitated man--men? I couldn't tell, but the voice(s?) were getting louder. I looked up and saw a man several hundred feet away, on the other side of a big, grassy park walking in my general direction. I kept looking for another guy, a source for the second voice, a source of the anger. It sounded like maybe someone had just been kicked out of someone else's backyard? Why else would there be shouting but only one lone figure cutting across the field?
    I tried to be discreet in my staring but I was the only person around and he was facing me so that was really successful. And I couldn't hear well, only something about You have office hours every day!
    And then, we passed each other.
    Now my back was to him and his shouting had become much louder. No, not louder. Closer. And boy was he angry.
    I picked up the pace a tad, beginning to feel slightly concerned that my curious gazing had further pissed him off, when I heard him shouting again behind me, "I WANT YOU TO DIE AND I GET WHAT I WANT."
    😳He HAD seen me! And he was following me because he was going to kill me! Or wait--is that what he meant? Why didn't he just say that he wanted me dead? Or killed or murdered? Why phrase it "to die"? Really an odd semantic choice for someone murderously angry. Oh, or maybe he's not in a murderous rage. Maybe he just wants me to die...eventually? In my sleep of old age? Wait, is he even talking to me?
    I'll never know because my smarter self kicked in and said, girl, you better get to stepping because if that man reaches you, you do not even stand a chance.
    I walked with as rapid a nonchalance as I could muster--passing up a little alley that looked perfect for a murder--before finally reaching my car.
    I dared one last look behind me.
    The street was clear.
    There was no shouting to be heard.
    I paused briefly, debating whether to circle back to the park in my car, before finally just driving away.
    What would you have done? And was he really going to murder me? (Or maybe he just wants to receive my obituary in the mail someday?)

  • monsalvcAlways make crazy ppl think you are crazier than they are.
  • michminsSounds terrifying. Sounds like many of my patients...
  • cassie_jeanne_dream😨
  • danyelleokie😢
  • gingiemidgieI feel like this tree is speaking the language of almost murder. Great capture.
  • annaraybia@gingiemidgie I never noticed that!! You're right! It's the coolest tree by the way. And just down from Rothko chapel--I'll show y'all as soon as you get here. Excited to see that moving truck down the street!
  • annaraybia@michmins oo really? So how do YOH handle that? Not that I'm looking for advice--I plan to proceed in the same manner in all similar future situations--but because I'm curious.
  • annaraybia@monsalvc always, huh? In that case: OOGABOOGABLAHH😠😠😠🤧😤
  • michmins@annaraybia since they're currently in a locked environment, I don't worry too much about it. Though getting away was a good idea.
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