gunshots in the hood

Just as I was thinking that I don't care to share this world with anyone, regardless of their baggage or how interesting they are, I heard a gunshot not 20 feet away. Gloria and I were out for the evening walk with Moki. It's been a rough day and I'm pissed about a couple things. When I get this way, I'm ready to throw the entire bathroom down the cliffside with the towel. Nothing changed when I hear the shot. I didn't feel fear - just slight anticipation at being shot, which had no good or bad judgment, no, "oh that would suck" just the feeling of ... nothing. I don't fear living in my neighborhood (tonight at least) and I don't care about living. Ut-oh. Having this feeling means some big changes coming on. Watch out world. Last time I felt like this, I quit my corporate job and started working full-time on my company. I wonder what I'll change next.