I just got home from babysitting, and on the way home I hit a little possum. I feel sick. I drove home and cried in the parking lot, and when I came into my dorm my roommate asked me why I was upset. When I told her, she chuckled. I know this sounds melodramatic, but I feel disgusting. I keep thinking about the poor possum and I wonder if he’s out there in pain or if it was quick or where he was going. :(