The Story of How I Remembered That I Hadn't Yet Taken My Social Anxiety Meds Today

I spend my time on this bike trip sitting on the side of the road, waiting. This generally isn't a problem, as I stick to bona fide turnouts and public spaces. Today, my choice was the driveway of a closed antique store. There was a sign on the road, saying "Antique Store" and the building itself had a sign that said "Antique Store Closed" so for some reason I assumed that it was a closed antique store.

Then the lady came. And said I was in her driveway. She was very suspicious of me (anxiety party!), and I don't blame her for that, but really now. Does she live in the closed antique store? But, she asked me what I was doing, so I told her, and went someplace else and that was the end of it. Just another day in my exciting world of highway turnouts.

Also I'm the Dragon of the Dojima clan but I guess she knew that and remembered what happens to people who approach the Dragon.