Standing outside tonight smoking a cigarette I hear shouting making its way down the street. All that's emphasised is, "FUCKING GARBAGE. FUCK... SHIT..." I walk closer to the sidewalk to get a better idea of what's happening. I then realize, as the anger comes closer, is that it's a couple and the male is laying into his partner. Just letting loose. She has a solemn look in her eyes, but is still clutching his hand as they slowly walk passed me. I stare directly into his eyes and walk too close for comfort. He stops. Then as he passes I hear his tone gradually pick back up into his same loud tyrant. Off into the fog of Point Loma. Parting the grey curtain and being reclaimed by the city.

I saw myself.