What a world.

I was driving home from Candyman's last night/this morning at around 2 am and I passed a woman who was hitchhiking in Port Moody. Now, I'm not sure, but I think the buses might have stopped running. It was raining. It was cold. I wanted to stop and give her a ride, but I was worried about doing so. All of the what-if's swirled through my mind. What if she was going to attack me? What if there was someone hiding in the bushes that's her accomplice? What if she was going to try and steal my car?

I feel guilty about it. I didn't stop.