And then I realize that I drove north on I-65 on Sunday night through several hours of nasty, tornado-producing thunderstorms. With a death grip on the steering wheel.
Ok, that makes sense.
Today is better than yesterday. Still short on solutions, but maybe I can get some time to sort things out. Thanks, folks.
Today could have been better. Much better.
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