I found out on the bus. I was in shock for a good 25 minutes. I missed my stop, and I rode the entire loop hardly realizing it. I was supposed to meet a friend, too. Needless to say, I was late and she wasn't there. I hope she'll understand.
I broke down and started crying when I had to call everyone and let them know what happened, and cancel all my plans for when I leave to go home. I wasn't hysterical, but I couldn't stop the tears from coming. They were pouring down my face. My cheeks sting and my scarf is sopping.
When I was talking to my mom, an elderly woman dressed completely in a rich, cream-white came up and put her hand on my shoulder and rubbed my back. True story. I almost lost it.