So I am great....
Just fucking great.
Last night I leave my bag in the car for one hour to walk around the beach with a friend.
I had just done pilates, and on days that I work out I only take a large gym bag and shove all of my crap in there. So my pilates clothes conveniently are a tight tank and tight stretch pants with no pockets.
So it was me thinking should I carry this huge bag of crap around with me while I walk around the beach? I thought no-just took my Id and credit card out, ask my friend to put it in his pocket and walked with this friend. I come back an hour later and my bag is gone.
My clothes, glasses, some money, my phone and my keys.
I have no ones number in the world memorized.....I haven't been home in 24 hours, I'm afraid someone has ransacked my planner which was in my bag which has my address subtly somewhere in the middle (not like-hey here's where I live come rob me). The phone and glasses and other stuff I can replace, although it will be expensive. I've filed a police report, of course.
I'm most worried about some bastard freak putting two and two together, finding out where I live and robbing me since he now has the keys to my building and my apartment key.
I am fucking sick with worry.
Please no "you were stupid to leave your bag in the car."
I sure as fuck know and the worry and stomach ache I've had for the past 14 hours, combined with the borrowed clothes and underwear I'm wearing (mine were all gross after a pilates work out) have made me curse myself and the son of a bitch bastard who stole from me and who may be possibly robbing my apartment as we speak.....
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