Little Bugs in Amber

I was driving home playing loudly and singing loudly Tori's "Winter." At the very Seattle five-way intersection at the end of the Denny exit off 5 South, I stopped for the traffic light and my voice caught in my throat as I looked up at the overpass, and saw flashing yellow lights and "AMBER ALERT" on the sign over the highway. Beneath it was a description of a vehicle and an Oregon plate to watch for. I thought, "That's happening now."

It's not as if I haven't seen the benign indifference of the world shining through before. For some reason it nailed me.

More anon on benign indifference.