I throw a piece of round fruit into the crosswalk where I was run over as a sacrifice to Pedwok, the god of Pedestrian Crossings. Usually it's an orange, but this time I used an apple.

The apple was not there this morning. I can only hope that Pedwok is pleased in taking the sacrifice, for He is a capricious god.

In any event, this will be the last time I will do this, at least at this particular crosswalk.