The other day I was in the post office, and for the first time I felt myself getting nervous. I was in a long line, in a fairly small room. After looking around I realized there was only one way in and out. Then my mind went there. Oh yes it did. I started thinking, what would I do if I looked behind me through the glass doors and saw a gunman approaching? Where would I go and what were my options? There really wasn't any, other than jumping over the counter. Since the counter is more than halfway up my short height and with my back and leg problems, I knew I'd never make it. Even in an emergency. The only door was off to the side and I could tell it was locked.
What a terrible feeling, and I have no idea why it popped into my head. Except that maybe I had too much time to think. Usually I'm in and out at the post office.
I know it stemmed from the recent movie theater shooting. It's not the first time I've taken a good look around me and noted where the exits were. Or, developed some kind of survival plan in my silly head.
But, am I being silly? Sad to say probably not. I know I can't live in fear and always waiting for the worst to happen, but everything I see on TV just shows me that we all have to be more observant and proactive in our lives.
My daughter and her husband are going to see the new Batman movie tomorrow. They're going at the noon showing.