I got into my first car accident on my way home from work tonight. I've damaged my car before, but I had taken some pride in that in the two years since I had gotten my license, I had no collided with another moving vehicle. Some inanimate objects, yeah, but no cars.

After work, I went to go my usual route home, going up York Road north, but it was blocked off by a police car. I turned around and went up to go onto 83, but there's an intersection I had to drive through. I had lost focus, and it was dark and the road was slick, and suddenly I found myself driving through a red light and slamming on the brakes while my right side clipped the back end of a black pick-up truck.

I panicked, and pulled over, putting my hazards on. The first car I ran up to turned out to be one I didn't hit, and I was nervous and jittery and I could here cars honking all over the place. There were four people in the truck, the driver was a young woman who also apparently never had an accident before. She suggested I drive up to where she was, but this would involve me driving around in a circle to get to her. We ended up pulling up by an Outback Steakhouse within the shopping center where the movie theater I work at is. Information was exchanged, and everyone there was very polite to me and tried to reassure me that it was okay. They seemed more worried about me, since my car had taken the brunt of the damage.

The truck back bumper was curled up, and the frame was scratched, but other than that, it was fine. My car, however, has it's right headlight smashed in, and the hood is scrunched up. I tried calling my parents house, my mom's cell, my step-father's cell, then my dad's house and his cell and finally my Nana. Nobody picked up. This wasn't helping my mood much. A man in the backseat of the truck asked if I was okay to drive, and I said I was fine. As for my car, it seems to run fine, I obviously got home safely, but I was still quite spooked and driving slowly. My dad ended up calling me back on my way home, and was glad that I was all right. He was actually in the middle of a gig and managed to calm me down a bit.

And now here I am, I just got home, there's a lump in my throat and I'm apparently alone here. I can't even find the dog, and it's creeping me out a little.

And goddammit, I have a doctor's appointment and work tomorrow. It's been a rough day.

Jesus.