I'm Going to Get Hit

I’m going to get hit. I know I am. It’s just a matter of time, I fear.

Crossing the street in this city is a blood sport. Pedestrians definitely don’t have the right of way. I’ve yet to be in a cab that stops for any kind of traffic signal. And, even when you have the little green “Walking Man” sign you’re not in the clear.

Keep your fingers crossed for me.