we make things so complicated.

I watched a crack deal go down in front of my school today as I sat in the student commons, third floor. I think I am the only one that saw. I didn't say anything. Anyways, the girl who purchased the drugs proceeded to smoke a couple bowls (bowls? is that what you call it?) through her crack pipe as I stared at them. The dealer wouldn't stop shaking his left leg, and his neck twisted like an epileptic seizure every time something around him moved (cars and bikers were passing regularly).

I am not sure whether it is more strange that this happened in front of my school, or that I was not fazed by the incident in the least.