My thought process had again gone awry. I then noticed that it was time to fill up my gas tank. I went in to pay with the little bit of cash that I had. A worker said, "it surely is a blessed day, sir." "It is a day of opportunity," I …show more content…
Once I was done cleaning I noticed a glimmer of light reflecting from the depths of the trash can where I had to dispose of my paper towels. I curiously uncovered it, leading me to the discovery of a fully loaded handgun. The wall of depression that formerly housed itself inside my thoughts was countered with a wave of opportunity. Someone that was guilty of something obviously tried to discard the weapon here. This meant, if I were to carry out an illegal act with this very gun, it surely wouldn't be traced back to